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,

to have opened

who this room belonged

remember the dark

looked with

the

but

remember her…

head showing from the back of the rocking chair she

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

me to the

almost jump out of my skin.

felt like everyone

would hear it.

again.” A whispery voice came.

asked

for a moment. “Of course… “She stood up, and when she turned, I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but surely, she was

didn’t push it, instead,

claiming this Omega as

the amulets that they

I have a

Different plan?

sound pleasant.

twisted with

done, they cannot

Alpha Zedkiel Vilkas.”

“I know.”

smiled, raising her jewel-clad

to the table. ”

Your request?”

wish for me to entertain you, then fine.

with my

Brand me?

me as the Oracle looked

should wear the

a fated mate. To

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

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

your mark?”

of your business. Do as I

asked.” He

an answer.”

find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever found

discussions.”

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 command, where would you like

brand her?” 1

and I gasped when he 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

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

forever be his?

eyes I

what the Oracle was

fire in the

I gasped when

in the fire.

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

remained cold.

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

no!” I begged,

like 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

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

of my mind,

comprehend his words.

to soothe me?

his voice been softer?

I don’t

streamed down my face,

the metal

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

I miss you…

things

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 it was going to

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