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!

widened as he stepped inside, pushing

opened

knew who this

dark floors, the way

looked with the

the beads… the

but I couldn’t

remember her…

her head showing

heart was the creaking of the chair, as she slowly rocked back and forth

had brought me to

behind me with a sharp snap, making me almost jump out of my skin. My heart was thumping

like everyone in the

would hear it.

again.” A

Zedkiel asked

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

push it, instead, he

me. “I’m claiming this

You create the

I have a different plan

Different plan?

didn’t sound

twisted with nerves.

are done,

Alpha Zedkiel

“I know.”

raising her jewel-clad

and walked over to the table.

Your request?”

me to entertain you,

with

Brand me?

as the Oracle looked over

“Only a mate should wear the mark of her mate upon her

fated mate. To give a

bite or magic, is the same thing. What will

comes when you meet your mate, and another woman wears

your mark?”

of your business. Do

asked.” He

answer.”

thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in

discussions.”

serve the royal bloodline.” Her voice sounded heavy, but I might have imagined

brand her?” 1

remain on display.” He said coldly, and I gasped when he grabbed my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my dress completely.

never be able to remove it… but on my body? Did this

forever be his?

eyes

what the Oracle

fire in the hearth

high. I gasped when she placed

in the

an animal. I turned to the prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must you do this?” I whispered pleadingly, praying for some

remained cold.

it and imprint her where you wish. Your mark will adorn her…

begged, panic

nightmares, blood, death, and pain, all swirled around me like a hurricane, and I was caught in the middle. A piercing scream left my lips when

down, the world needs to know who you belong to.”

the corner of my

comprehend his words.

soothe me? Was

his

don’t know. I

streamed down my

him remove the

my cheek pressed against the table, glaring into the burning flames. I closed my eyes,

I miss you…

things

burning hot metal touched my back, a shriek of agonising pain ripped through me, and I gripped the table with everything I had. My

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