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.

give us all work, and with the growing unease and the constant attacks from the rogues, there seemed to be far more to do. We had to

living on the edge were safe. Records

to 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

I couldn’t focus, not with my thoughts that kept going

far more than she realised. If

she would quiver in fear. One day… and it will

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

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down her neck.

it smelt… the way it

own species was taboo… I may be a hybrid, but still,

thoughts aside, I

The Blood Ritual.

the heir to the crown. We were all confident that it would be me, and

was upon that throne, unofficially,

become official.

we didn’t feel the cold much, it

bath to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped around

with

looked ahead.

the dark water of

red…

was a place that we would

once in

birthday… This was where I’d

alpha heirs come, to take part in the blood

been beneath the

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

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

loud despite how carefully I was treading.

awaken the Chamber.

bodiless entity that seemed to reside in

felt like the

would

soul…

down near the river, where the

turn red, and

waited.

only will I shift but I will be given

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

It was time.

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

Any moment now…

Lycan, I held confidence in my beliefs and who I was. I was still my father’s son, still

for that crown… still the one who

Alpha

last gong of the bell rang as

but instead of the

originally bright moon, taking on a

of growling wind ripped through the Chamber

up, my eyes flashing red as I scanned my surroundings.

was going on? This wasn’t normal. Something

the lake, feeling the

to ripple faster. Suddenly, a

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

I couldn’t move, as if whatever it was, held

upon

a cunningness far more powerful

wolf. This wolf was

voice echoed in my mind, tearing

the

the voice came from within.

of the impure is like a poisoned dagger into the heart of the realm. Son of

heed this omen…’

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the sharp stone was biting into