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!

widened as he stepped inside, pushing the door

opened by itself.

who this room belonged to.

dark floors,

looked with

the

but I couldn’t

remember her…

her sitting in the corner, only the top of her head showing from the back of the rocking chair she was sitting in. Her

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 hearth.

brought me to the

making me almost jump out of my

felt like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

meet again.” A whispery voice came.

Zedkiel asked sharply.

I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early

it, instead, he

me. “I’m claiming this Omega as

create the amulets that they

have a different plan for her.”

Different plan?

didn’t sound

with

things are done, they cannot be

Zedkiel

“I know.”

Oracle smiled, raising

to the table. ”

Your request?”

me to entertain

her with my

Brand me?

as the Oracle looked over

mate should wear the mark of

a fated mate. To

or magic, is the same thing. What

if the day comes when you meet your

your mark?”

your business. Do as I

He

demand an answer.” She

the lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my

discussions.”

smiled, 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 command, where would you

brand her?” 1

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 around myself, my heart beating hard as fear enveloped me when he pushed me towards the

charm… I knew I’d never be able to

forever be his?

eyes I barely

what the Oracle was

the fire in

high. I gasped when she placed a

tool in the fire.

change his mind. “Must you do this?” I whispered pleadingly, praying

remained cold.

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

I begged, panic suddenly enveloping me.

caught in the middle. A piercing scream left my lips when he suddenly grabbed me by the back of my hair, forcing me to bend over the

you belong to.” He

corner of my mind, I tried to

comprehend his words.

trying to soothe

or had his voice been

I

down my face,

remove the metal from the

into the burning flames.

I miss you…

things so

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

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