His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 15

15. Claimed

EVANGELINE.

I could barely breathe not knowing what to do. His touch made my body react, I didn’t want him, yet my body enjoyed

this. It felt good but I wasn’t sure what I

was feeling.

The taste of his mouth was enticing, the feel of his plump full lips dominating

mine. The way his body was moulded

against mine…

When he sucked on my lower lip slightly, I wondered what would happen if I kissed

him back?

Would he display my head on a pitchfork in front of the castle? Or worse, see it as an invitation to take things further?

Before I could even decide, he suddenly moved back, his blazing red eyes full of

anger once more as he grabbed my wrist,

yanking me down the hall. We passed a few people, but they kept their heads down, moving out of our way swiftly.

I was getting whiplash from his behaviour My lips still tingled from his touch and my heart felt funny. Was this what Josie meant, that things can just physically be fun. That you didn’t need to tie emotion. to feel pleasure… I didn’t understand that

We made our way down two further flights of stairs until we looked to be in some sort of stone tunnel. At one point the tunnels split in two, Zedkiel turned left, yet my gaze lingered on the right

tunnel.

What was down there? I didn’t get to mull

over that for long. He soon came to an abrupt stop outside a dark wooden door,

and I felt relieved, taking a moment to

catch my breath.

Unlike most doors in the castle, this one

was plain, even old, you could say. The

doorknob was large and made of a dull

iron. Perhaps that’s because this part of

the castle wasn’t used. To my surprise,

for the first time since I had met him.

instead of slamming the door open, he

raised his hand and knocked.

To whom did the room belong?

The door creaked open, and my heart

sped up as I peered into the room.

The floor was dark wood, and there was

an ethereal feel here, the room was

bathed in the dim light of lamps, there

was no window in here and many areas of

the room were cast in shadows…

This place felt oddly familiar… A flash from a memory long ago filled my mind and then it hit me: I’ve been here before.

Grandmother Philomena had brought me

here!

eyes widened as he stepped inside, pushing the door wider, a door

to have opened

knew who this room

remember the dark floors, the

with the same

lamps, the

but

remember her…

her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she was sitting in. Her hands clutched the

back was to us. The only sound save my thumping heart was the creaking of the chair, as she slowly rocked back and

me to the

sharp snap, making me almost jump out of

felt like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

A

asked sharply.

“Of course… “She stood up, and when she turned, I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but surely, she was far older? Her pure white hair was tied back, and her eyes were dark as

didn’t push it, instead, he looked

me. “I’m claiming this Omega as

create the amulets that

have a different plan for

Different plan?

that didn’t sound pleasant.

twisted with nerves.

things are done, they cannot

Alpha Zedkiel Vilkas.”

frowned, “I

raising

and walked over to

Your request?”

already know, but if you wish for me to entertain you,

with my mark.”

Brand me?

filled me as the

shoulder. “Only a mate should wear the mark of her

fated mate.

magic, is

if the day comes when you meet your

your mark?”

business.

asked.” He

demand an answer.” She

in thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever found their

discussions.”

Her voice sounded heavy, but I might have imagined it because it was gone when

brand her?” 1

and I gasped when he grabbed my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my dress completely. I wrapped my arms around myself, my heart beating hard as fear enveloped

to remove it… but on my body? Did this mean

forever be his?

stung my eyes

the Oracle was

the fire

gasped when she placed a

tool in

turned to the prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must

remained cold.

imprint her where you wish. Your mark will adorn her… and then you must carve your name with the blade.”

please no!” I begged,

and I was caught in the middle. A piercing scream left my lips when he suddenly grabbed me by the back of my hair, forcing me to bend over the

who you belong to.”

my mind, I

comprehend his words.

to soothe

or had his voice been

I

streamed down my face, as I

him remove the metal

glaring into the burning flames. I closed

I miss you…

things

gripped the table with everything I had. My nails splintered as I dug them into the wood. My head felt like it was going to

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