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.

the constant attacks from the rogues, there seemed to be far more to do. We had to

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

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

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

wanted her far more than

my mind, she would quiver in fear.

I massaged my jaw, my mind going to the

5/15

down her neck.

way it smelt… the

of one of our own species was taboo… I

aside, I got

The Blood Ritual.

night that I would be proclaimed as the heir to the crown. We were all confident that

my name was upon that throne, unofficially, and today

become

the cold much, it now bit into

bath to cleanse myself, or just the material wrapped around my waist… either way, I almost shivered because of it.

with an ominous thud

looked ahead.

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

red…

was a place that we would

into once in our

our eighteenth birthday… This was where I’d shift. Alone, under

where all royal alpha heirs come, to take part in the blood

had been beneath

Something

the moonlight seeping through at the altar ahead.

was treading. Almost as if not wanting to

awaken the Chamber.

ethereal power… the bodiless entity that seemed

felt like

chamber would

soul…

river, where

that would soon turn red, and I

waited.

not only will I shift but I

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

It was time.

take on the red hue, hearing the faint chimes

Any moment now…

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

that crown… still the one who

Alpha of Alphas.

of the bell

twelve but instead of the moon

a 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

flashing red as I scanned

This wasn’t normal.

the lake, feeling

ripple faster. Suddenly, a

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

back at me. I couldn’t move, as if whatever it was, held

upon me.

huge, its eyes holding a cunningness far more powerful than that

Alpha wolf. This wolf

more… And when it spoke, its voice echoed in my mind, tearing through my brain with

made for the mortal

my head, but the voice came from within.

which is beyond the reach of the moonlight will devour every living soul, the filthy blood of the impure is like a

heed this

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the floor, the sharp stone was biting into my hands and the smell of blood lingered