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!

pushing the door wider, a door that

opened

this room belonged to.

could remember the dark floors, the

room looked with the

the

but I couldn’t

remember her…

top of her head showing from the back of the rocking

my thumping heart was the creaking of the chair, as she slowly rocked back and forth and the faint crackling of the fire in the

me

me almost jump out of my skin. My heart was thumping so

I felt like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

meet again.” A

Zedkiel asked

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

push it,

“I’m claiming this Omega

the amulets that they

have a different plan for

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant. My

with nerves.

are done,

Alpha Zedkiel Vilkas.”

“I

smiled, raising her jewel-clad

walked over to the table.

Your request?”

know, but if you wish for me to entertain you, then fine. I want

her with

Brand me?

filled me as the Oracle

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

fated mate. To give

Omega your mark, by bite or magic, is the same

comes when you meet your mate, and

your mark?”

business. Do as I

He

answer.”

“Mates no longer exist… one in thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever found their fated mate. Let’s not

discussions.”

bloodline.” Her voice sounded heavy, but I might have imagined it because it was gone when she spoke again. “Very well,

brand her?” 1

my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my

never be able to

forever be his?

my eyes I barely

what the Oracle

fire

gasped when she placed a

in the fire.

prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must you do this?” I whispered pleadingly, praying for some compassion from

remained cold.

mark will adorn her… and then

no!” I begged,

a hurricane, 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 table.

who you belong to.” He whispered in my

the corner of my mind,

comprehend his words.

to soothe

or had his voice been softer?

I don’t

down my face, as

remove the metal from

table, glaring into the burning flames.

I miss you…

things so complicated?

agonising pain ripped through me, and I gripped the table with everything I had. My nails splintered as I dug them into the wood. My head felt like

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