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

to have opened by

this

dark

room looked with the same

lamps, the beads…

but I

remember her…

corner, only the top of her head showing

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

brought me to

behind me with a sharp snap, making me almost jump

I felt like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

again.” A whispery voice came.

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 she stared at me intently.

didn’t push it, instead, he

claiming this Omega

the amulets that

a different

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant.

twisted with nerves.

done, they cannot be

Zedkiel Vilkas.”

“I

Oracle smiled, raising

to the table. ”

Your request?”

know, but if you wish for me to entertain

her with my

Brand me?

filled me as the Oracle

“Only a mate should wear the mark of

Vilkas… a fated mate. To give

Omega your mark, by bite or magic,

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

your mark?”

your business. Do as I

asked.” He snarled.

an answer.” She whispered.

only know of a few in my

discussions.”

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

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

to remove it… but on my

forever be his?

my eyes

the

as the fire in the hearth

when she

silver tool in the

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

remained cold.

mark will adorn

please no!” I begged,

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

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

my mind, I tried

comprehend his words.

soothe me? Was it

had his voice been softer?

don’t know. I

my face, as I

remove the metal from

pressed against the table, glaring into the burning

I miss you…

were things so

the table with everything I had. My nails splintered as I dug them into

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