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.

the constant attacks from the rogues, there seemed to be far more to do. We had to make

those living on the edge were

work, reading and 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 got to me. I didn’t like desk work, but it came

and sighed. I couldn’t focus, not with my thoughts that kept going to the way My Little Mouse

far more than she

quiver in fear. One day… and it will

completely. I massaged my jaw, my mind going to the way her

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down her neck.

way it smelt… the way it tasted…

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

aside, I

The Blood Ritual.

be proclaimed as the heir to the crown. We were all confident

my name was upon that throne, unofficially, and

become

cold down here, and although we didn’t feel the cold much, it now bit into my skin, seeping into

pre-ordeal bath to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped around my

Sight shut with an

looked ahead.

I looked at the arched roof of the cavern before gazing down at the dark water of the Lake of Truth, running with

red…

place that we would only

in

This was where I’d shift.

all royal alpha heirs come, to take part in the blood ritual.

Chamber had been beneath the

ones with royal blood could enter. Something

seeping through at the altar ahead. My

loud despite how carefully I was treading. Almost as if not wanting

awaken the Chamber.

ethereal power… the bodiless entity

halls… It felt like the very

chamber would look into

soul…

the river, where the moonlight

that would soon turn red, and I

waited.

and not only will I shift but I will be given

moon shifted slightly, casting its ray of light down through the gap

It was time.

waiting for it to take on the red hue, hearing the faint

Any moment now…

if I wasn’t a pure-blooded Lycan, I held confidence in my beliefs and who I was. I was still my father’s son,

that crown… still

Alpha of

of the bell rang as the

but instead of

clouds shrouded the originally bright moon, taking on

sudden gust of growling wind ripped through the Chamber making my

my eyes flashing red as I scanned

wasn’t normal.

down at the lake, feeling the

begin to ripple faster. Suddenly,

appeared in the water’s reflection. Its golden eyes

right back at me. I couldn’t move, as if whatever it was, held a fearfully

upon

eyes holding a cunningness far more powerful

Alpha wolf. This

my mind, tearing

made for the mortal ear…

head, but the voice came from

darkness 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

heed this omen…’

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the floor, the sharp stone was