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.

us all work, and with the growing unease and the constant attacks from the rogues, there

security to the other packs… making sure those living on the edge were

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

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

wanted her far more than she

the thoughts that went through my mind, she would quiver in fear. One day… and it will be soon… then

I massaged my jaw, my mind going

5/15

down her neck.

way it smelt… the

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

I got to

The Blood Ritual.

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

most skilled. I knew my name was

become

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

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

shut with an ominous thud behind

looked ahead.

dark water of the Lake

red…

place that we would only

once in our

This was where I’d shift. Alone,

of the moon… A place where all royal alpha heirs come,

been

with royal blood could enter. Something that we must

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

carefully I was treading. Almost as if

awaken the Chamber.

power… the bodiless

It felt like the very

chamber would

soul…

near the river, where the

soon turn red, and I

waited.

will be here and not only will I shift but I

as the moon

It was time.

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

Any moment now…

Even 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,

crown… still

be the Alpha of

of the bell rang as the

twelve but instead of the

taking on a faint red edge,

wind ripped

my eyes flashing red as I scanned my surroundings.

on? This wasn’t

the lake, feeling the

to ripple faster. Suddenly, a

in the water’s reflection. Its

me. I couldn’t move, as if whatever it

upon

huge, its eyes holding a cunningness far more powerful than

This wolf was

my mind, tearing through my brain

the mortal

the

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

this

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my hands braced on the floor, the sharp stone was biting into my hands