His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

16. The Ordeal

ZEDKIEL.

She had remained silent, even when I took her back to my room. It was almost as if she was in shock, or too stunned to

react. I wasn’t sure.

I had seen the hatred in her eyes when

she had seen the mark and for a moment

I wondered if I did something wrong… but

she was mine, and if I wanted to mark

her, I could. But it still irked me, her. reaction, knowing that she feared and

hated me.

I haven’t given her a reason to be scared. I

haven’t ripped her to shreds. She

displayed more spunk in front of others- for others. But when it came to me, she

was terrified.

“From this day on I want your mark to be seen. Keep your hair up. I want that mark

on display.” I said coldly, wondering what the Oracle meant by ‘we meet again.’

She stared back at me unblinking, once again that intrigued me. How was she able to look me in the eye for that long and not look away? I knew the effect my powers had on people. I knew when

people looked away in fear and when it was from my powers…

Back at the ball, I had thought she had been rooted in fear when she had laid eyes on me, because, unlike everyone else, she hadn’t lowered her head to me.

“Ok.” She said quietly, looking away.

I stepped closer, and she moved back, making my eyes flash dangerously. If she was scared of me, then maybe I should really give her a reason to be terrified. I pinched her chin, snapping her head up towards me. There it was again the stark terror in her eyes.

I didn’t know what to say, so I glared into

her eyes, seeing them pool with tears and my grip tightened. “Remember, I own you.” I snarled, before shoving her away.

“Yes, I won’t ever forget that.” She whispered.

I looked down at her, and for a moment,

she reminded me of something that was

broken.

Did I do that? I didn’t hurt her… nor did I

force her… But then again, I had a talent for hurting people without intentionally meaning it.

“I’ll be in my office; you are free to roam the Castle. If anyone says anything to you, make sure you tell me.” Not waiting for a reply, I stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind me.

Something about her drew me… but it

didn’t make sense… I unlocked the office

door and stepped inside, mulling over the moment when I first touched her.

I know that you find your mate by touch when both parties have shifted… but even though I thought I felt something… It was impossible, I couldn’t have felt anything, she didn’t have a wolf and neither did it make sense for an Omega to be my mate.

Furthermore, it was practically unheard of for Omegas to have mates, and of course, I wasn’t exactly a full Lycan or werewolf. I doubt I had a mate at all.

Pulling the chair out from behind my desk, I dropped into it, looking at the huge pile of reports that awaited me. I switched my computer on, raising an

eyebrow at the huge number of incoming emails. Guess people were more confident in sending me a crap load of work via

email rather than face-to-face.

from the rogues, there seemed to be

living on the edge were safe.

replying to emails and giving my input when needed. As for the useless emails that were of no need to me, I ignored them. I really had no idea why some of this stuff was allowed to sift into my personal email. Antonio was meant to have this stuff dealt with before it

focus, not with my thoughts that kept going to the way My Little Mouse behaved

her far more

in fear. One day… and it will be soon… then I

of hers and make her mine completely. I massaged my jaw, my mind going to the way her blood dripped

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down her neck.

it smelt… the way

blood of one of our own species was taboo… I may be a hybrid, but still, I

thoughts aside, I got to work

The Blood Ritual.

I would be proclaimed as the heir to the crown. We were all

knew my name was upon that throne, unofficially, and

would become

down here, and although we didn’t feel the cold much,

to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped

shut with an ominous thud behind

looked ahead.

before gazing down at the dark water of the Lake of Truth,

red…

a place that we

into once in our

eighteenth birthday… This was where I’d shift. Alone, under

of the moon… A place where all royal alpha

Chamber had been beneath the

for centuries and only ones with royal blood could enter. Something that we must do. It wasn’t an option, but a

jagged rocks, seeing the moonlight seeping through at the altar ahead. My silent footsteps

was treading. Almost as if not wanting to

awaken the Chamber.

its ethereal power… the bodiless entity that seemed to reside in

felt like the very cave was

chamber would look into

soul…

where the moonlight peered

soon turn

waited.

will I shift but I will be given my

lake as the moon shifted slightly, casting its ray of light down through the gap and onto me and

It was time.

up at the moon, waiting for it to take on the red hue, hearing the faint chimes of the

Any moment now…

held confidence

crown… still the one

be the Alpha

bell rang

but instead of the

dark clouds shrouded the originally bright moon, taking on a faint red edge,

wind ripped

up, my eyes flashing red as

was going on? This wasn’t

the lake, feeling

ripple

appeared in the water’s reflection. Its

move, as if whatever it was, held a fearfully

grip upon me.

holding a cunningness

Alpha wolf. This wolf was far

spoke, its voice echoed in my mind, tearing through my

the mortal ear…

my head, but the voice came from

which is beyond the reach of the moonlight will devour every living soul, the filthy blood of the impure is like a poisoned dagger into the heart of the realm. Son of darkness,

heed this omen…’

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stone was biting into my hands