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!

he stepped inside, pushing the door wider, a door

opened by itself.

this room belonged to.

remember the dark floors,

room looked with the same

lamps, the beads…

cushions… but

remember her…

could see her sitting in the corner, only the top of her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she

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

brought me to the

making me almost jump out of my skin. My heart was

I felt like everyone in the

would hear it.

meet again.” A whispery

Zedkiel asked sharply.

for a moment. “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 she stared at

it, instead, he

at me. “I’m claiming this

You create the amulets that they

have a different

Different plan?

that didn’t sound

with

done, they

Alpha Zedkiel

“I know.”

raising her

to the table. ”

Your request?”

you wish for me

her with my mark.”

Brand me?

as the

wear the

mate.

your mark, by bite or magic, is the same thing.

if the day comes when you meet your

your mark?”

your business. Do as I

asked.” He snarled.

an answer.” She

only know of a few in my

discussions.”

I am bound to serve the royal bloodline.” Her voice sounded heavy, but I might have imagined it because it was gone

brand her?” 1

grabbed my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my dress completely. I wrapped my arms around myself, my

charm… I knew I’d never be able to remove it… but on my body? Did this mean I would

forever be his?

my eyes I barely

the Oracle was

the fire in the

high. I gasped when she

in

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

remained cold.

adorn her… and then you must carve your name with

no!” I begged, panic suddenly enveloping

A piercing scream left my lips when he suddenly grabbed me by the back of my

to know who you belong to.” He whispered in my ear. “It won’t hurt

corner of my mind,

comprehend his words.

soothe me? Was

or had his

I don’t care!

down my face, as

the metal

pressed against the table, glaring into the burning flames. I closed my eyes, thinking of Sinclair.

I miss you…

were things so complicated?

a shriek of agonising pain ripped through me, and I gripped the table with everything I had. My nails splintered as I dug them into the

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