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!

as he stepped inside, pushing the door wider, a

to have opened by itself.

knew who this room belonged

could remember the dark floors, the

looked with the same ornate

the

but

remember her…

of her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she was sitting in. Her hands clutched

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

me to

door shut behind me with a sharp snap, making me almost jump out of my skin. My heart was thumping so

like everyone in the

would hear it.

meet again.” A whispery

Zedkiel asked

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 far older? Her pure white hair

didn’t push it, instead, he

at me. “I’m claiming

the amulets that

a different plan for

Different plan?

didn’t sound

twisted with nerves.

done, they cannot

Zedkiel

frowned, “I know.”

smiled, raising her jewel-clad

over to

Your request?”

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

her with

Brand me?

the Oracle

the mark

mate. To give a

mark, by bite or magic, is the same

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

your mark?”

business. Do

asked.” He snarled.

demand an answer.” She

in thousands. Only the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who have ever

discussions.”

voice sounded heavy, but I might have imagined it because it was gone when she spoke again. “Very well,

brand her?” 1

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

be able to remove it… but on my

forever be his?

my eyes I barely

the Oracle

fire

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

remained cold.

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

begged, panic suddenly enveloping me.

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

you belong to.” He whispered

corner of my mind, I

comprehend his words.

he trying to soothe me? Was it

or had his

don’t know. I don’t

my face,

remove the metal

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

I miss you…

were things

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

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