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.

with the growing unease and the constant attacks from the rogues, there seemed to be far more to do. We had to make sure we were

other packs… making sure those living on the edge

to me, I ignored them. I really had no idea why some of this stuff was allowed to

another useless email and sighed. I couldn’t focus, not with my thoughts that kept going to the

her far more than she realised. If

through my mind, she would quiver in fear. One day…

of hers and make her mine completely. I massaged my

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down her neck.

it smelt… the way it tasted…

species was taboo… I may be a hybrid, but still, I shouldn’t be craving her blood… yet

my thoughts aside, I got

The Blood Ritual.

I would be proclaimed as the heir to the crown. We were all confident that it would be me, and so was I. I was powerful, smart,

name was upon that throne,

would become

cold much, it now bit into my

the material wrapped

Chamber of Sight shut with

looked ahead.

water silently rippling through it. I looked at the arched roof of the cavern before gazing down at the dark water of the

red…

that we would

in our lifetime.

was where I’d shift. Alone, under

royal alpha heirs come, to take part in

had been beneath

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

the moonlight seeping through at

treading. Almost as if not wanting to

awaken the Chamber.

the bodiless entity that seemed

felt like the very cave

chamber would look

soul…

river, where the moonlight

turn

waited.

I shift but I will

my hand on one of the sharp rocks, letting my blood pour into the lake as the moon shifted slightly, casting its ray

It was time.

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

Any moment now…

a pure-blooded Lycan, I held confidence in my beliefs

for that crown… still the one

the Alpha of

bell rang

instead

shrouded the originally bright moon, taking on a faint red edge, but then, suddenly,

growling wind ripped through the Chamber making my

red as I scanned my surroundings.

wasn’t

the lake,

to ripple faster. Suddenly,

wolf appeared in the water’s reflection. Its

I couldn’t move, as

upon

was huge, its eyes holding a cunningness

wolf. This

spoke, its voice echoed in my mind,

made for the

clutched my head, but the voice came from

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, away from my

heed this

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floor, the sharp stone was biting