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.

constant attacks from the rogues, there seemed to be far more to

other packs… making sure those living on the edge

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

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 realised. If

my mind, she would quiver in fear. One day… and it will be soon… then

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

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down her neck.

way it smelt… the

The hunger for the blood of one of our own species was taboo… I may be a hybrid, but still, I shouldn’t be

thoughts aside, I got to work

The Blood Ritual.

that 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,

skilled. I knew my name was upon

become official.

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

the material wrapped around

Sight shut with an ominous thud

looked ahead.

down at the dark water of the Lake of Truth, running

red…

a place that we

into once in our

was where I’d shift.

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

been beneath

could enter. Something

seeing the moonlight seeping through at the altar ahead. My

carefully I was treading. Almost as if

awaken the Chamber.

ethereal power… the bodiless

like the very cave was

chamber would look

soul…

where the moonlight peered through, hitting

that would soon turn red, and

waited.

not only will I shift but I will be given

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

It was time.

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

Any moment now…

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

still the

be the Alpha of

the bell rang as the clock

instead of

crimson red – thick, dark clouds shrouded the originally bright moon, taking on a faint red edge, but then, suddenly, the cave became darker.

growling wind ripped through the Chamber making

up, my eyes flashing red as

This wasn’t normal. Something was

the lake,

to ripple faster. Suddenly, a

appeared in the water’s reflection. Its

I couldn’t move, as if

upon me.

a cunningness

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

for the mortal

my head, but 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

heed this

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