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.

attacks from the

making sure those living on the edge were safe. Records on

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

my thoughts that kept

her far more than she

would quiver in fear.

hers and make her mine completely. I massaged my jaw,

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down her neck.

smelt… the

levels. The hunger for the blood of one of our own species was taboo… I may be a hybrid, but still,

aside, I got

The Blood Ritual.

to the crown. We were all

was upon that throne,

become

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

pre-ordeal bath to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped around my waist… either way, I almost shivered because of it.

the Chamber of Sight shut with an ominous thud behind me,

looked ahead.

the sound of water silently rippling through it. I looked at the arched roof of the cavern before gazing down at the dark water of the Lake of Truth, running with the blood of our sins… The water looked almost

red…

place that we would

once in our lifetime.

This was

alpha heirs come, to take part in the

been beneath

royal blood could enter. Something

seeping through at the altar ahead. My silent footsteps

despite how carefully I was treading. Almost as if

awaken the Chamber.

power… the bodiless entity that

It felt like the very cave was

The chamber would look into my

soul…

knelt down near the river, where the moonlight peered

that would soon turn

waited.

only will I shift but I will be

moon shifted slightly, casting its ray of light down through

It was time.

the moon, waiting for it to take on the red hue, hearing the faint chimes of the castle clock

Any moment now…

in my chest. Even if I wasn’t a pure-blooded Lycan, I held confidence in

that crown… still

be the Alpha

of the bell rang as

but instead of the

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

wind ripped through the Chamber

my eyes flashing red as I

wasn’t

at the lake, feeling the

ripple faster. Suddenly,

smoke-like wolf appeared in the water’s reflection. Its golden

as if whatever it was,

grip upon

a cunningness far more powerful

an Alpha wolf. This wolf

voice echoed in my mind, tearing through my brain with excruciating pain. A voice

for the

the voice came from

soul, the filthy blood of the impure is like a poisoned dagger into the heart of the realm. Son of darkness, away from

this

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the floor, the sharp stone was biting into my hands and the