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

opened by itself.

this

remember the dark floors,

room looked with the same ornate

lamps, the beads… the

cushions… but I couldn’t

remember her…

only the top of her head showing

was the creaking of the chair, as she slowly rocked back and forth and the faint crackling of the fire in the hearth.

brought me to

shut behind me with a sharp snap, making me almost jump out of

like everyone

would hear it.

again.” A whispery voice came.

asked

a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but surely, she was far older? Her pure white hair

didn’t push it,

“I’m claiming

You create the amulets that

have a different plan for her.”

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant. My

twisted with nerves.

things are done, they

Zedkiel

“I

smiled, raising

to the

Your request?”

for me to entertain you, then fine. I

her with

Brand me?

filled me as the Oracle looked

the mark of her mate upon her

a fated mate. To

by bite or magic, is the same

day comes when you meet your

your mark?”

of your business. Do as

asked.” He

an answer.” She whispered.

coldly. “Mates no longer exist… one in thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime

discussions.”

smiled, but it held no emotion. “As you wish, 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

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

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

forever be his?

stung my eyes I barely

what the

fire in the hearth

high. I gasped when

silver tool in the

to brand me like an animal. I turned to the prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must you do this?”

remained cold.

will adorn her… and

no!” I begged,

swirled around me like a hurricane, and I was caught in the middle. A piercing scream left my lips

who you belong to.” He

my mind,

comprehend his words.

trying to soothe me? Was

had his voice been

know. I don’t care!

streamed down my

the metal from

against the table, glaring into the burning flames. I closed my eyes, thinking of Sinclair. 2

I miss you…

things so

the table with everything I had. My

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