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

to have opened by itself.

who this room belonged to.

could remember the dark floors, the way

with the

the

cushions… but I couldn’t

remember her…

corner, only the top of her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she was

back was to us. The only sound save 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

had brought me to

snap, making me almost jump out of my skin. My heart

everyone in the

would hear it.

A

Zedkiel asked

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, instead, he

claiming this

You create the amulets that

have a

Different plan?

that didn’t sound pleasant. My

with nerves.

done, they cannot be

Zedkiel Vilkas.”

frowned, “I know.”

raising

walked over to the table.

Your request?”

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

her with my mark.”

Brand me?

filled me as the Oracle looked over

shoulder. “Only a mate should wear the mark

fated mate. To give a

bite or magic, is

the day comes when you meet your mate, and another woman wears

your mark?”

business. Do as

He snarled.

answer.” She whispered.

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

discussions.”

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 when she spoke again. “Very well, as you

brand her?” 1

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 completely. I wrapped my arms

to remove it…

forever be his?

my eyes I barely

what the

the fire in

high. I gasped when

tool in the

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.

her where you wish. Your mark will adorn her… and then you must

please no!” I begged, panic suddenly enveloping

middle. A piercing scream left my lips

to.” He whispered in my ear. “It won’t hurt for long.”

my mind,

comprehend his words.

trying to soothe me? Was it

had his voice

I don’t

my face, as

him remove the metal

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

I miss you…

things so

I had. My nails splintered as I dug them into the wood. My head felt like it was going to burst and electrocuting jolts

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