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

opened by

who this room belonged to.

remember the dark floors, the way

looked with the same ornate

lamps, the beads… the

cushions… but

remember her…

her head showing from the back of the rocking chair

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

brought me to the Oracle.

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

like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

A

asked

when she turned, I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but

it, instead,

claiming this Omega as

the amulets that they

a

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant.

twisted with

done,

Alpha Zedkiel Vilkas.”

“I know.”

Oracle smiled, raising

over to

Your request?”

me to entertain you,

with my

Brand me?

me as the Oracle looked

“Only a mate should wear the

mate. To

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

day comes when you meet your mate,

your mark?”

your business. Do as I

He

answer.”

mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever found their fated mate. Let’s not hold

discussions.”

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

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 me when he pushed me towards the

a charm… I knew I’d never be able to remove it… but

forever be his?

my eyes I barely

what the Oracle was

as the fire in the hearth

I gasped when she placed a

silver tool in

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

remained cold.

wish. Your mark will adorn her… and

no!” I begged, panic

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

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

the corner of my mind, I

comprehend his words.

trying to soothe me? Was it

his voice been

I

streamed down my face,

him remove the metal

burning flames. I

I miss you…

things so

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

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