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 rogues, there seemed to be

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

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

her far more than she realised.

knew the thoughts that went through my mind, she would quiver in fear. One day… and

mine completely. I massaged my jaw,

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down her neck.

way it smelt… the way it tasted…

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

my thoughts aside, I got to

The Blood Ritual.

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

name was upon that throne,

would become

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

to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped around my waist… either way, I

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

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 the blood of our sins… The water looked almost black, but

red…

was a place that we

into once in

our eighteenth birthday… This was where I’d

the moon… A place where all royal alpha heirs come, to take part in the blood ritual.

had been

centuries and only ones with royal blood could enter. Something

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

carefully I was treading. Almost

awaken the Chamber.

bodiless entity that seemed to

It felt like the very cave was

would

soul…

knelt down near the river, where the moonlight peered through, hitting

soon turn red, and I

waited.

will I shift but

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

It was time.

moon, waiting for it to take on the red

Any moment now…

confidence in my beliefs and who I was. I was still my father’s son, still the most

still the one

the Alpha

gong of the bell rang as

but instead

bright moon, taking on a faint

ripped through the Chamber making my head

up, my eyes flashing red as I scanned

was going on? This wasn’t

the

to ripple faster. Suddenly, a

the water’s reflection. Its golden eyes

couldn’t move, as if whatever it

upon

holding a cunningness far more powerful than

Alpha wolf. This wolf was far more…

much more… And when it spoke, its voice echoed in my mind, tearing through my brain with excruciating pain. A voice

the mortal ear…

clutched my head, but the voice came from

every living soul, the filthy blood of the impure is like a

heed this omen…’

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doubled over, my hands braced on the floor, the sharp stone was biting into my hands and the smell of blood