His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

17. An Omega’s Life

EVANGELINE.

He let go of me suddenly, his blazing red eyes returning to normal as he stared at me with such intensity, I could feel my cheeks burning under his gaze. I felt scared, not knowing what was going to come next.

He turned away from me, pushing the files off the desk as he ran his hand over his head and down his face, exhaling sharply. Clearly trying to calm his raging heart.

Did he have a nightmare?

Nervously, I began gathering the files that he had just sent flying to the floor. ”

Leave them.” He hissed.

I froze, looking up at him. “It’s ok, it’s

my fault… I… came in to ask you about lunch but then I shocked you…” I mumbled.

“Lunch…” He looked at the clock on the wall, frowning.

Something wasn’t right…

“No thanks, I’m not hungry.” He frowned. His gaze dipped to my neck before lingering on my breasts. I nodded, quickly placing the files on the desk and turned to leave when he spoke, making me stop in my tracks. “Where are you from?”

Sadness washed over me at the thought of the Silver Mountain Pack.

Grandmother Philomena… Alpha Aeron… Sinclair… the staff… life as I knew it was gone…

“The Silver Mountain Pack…”

“I meant before they took you in.” I should have known he didn’t mean that. I turned back to him and shook my head.

“Before that… I don’t remember.”

“I heard Aeron found you in a village full of dead….. you were the only one living…

Tell me, how does one child survive a massacre?” He stood up, now circling me slowly. “How did you alone survive? How did you lose your memory? Did you even lose it or is it all simply a façade?”

My head shot up as I stared into those intense eyes of his. For the first time in my life, I felt as if I was being accused. No, not even felt. He was blatantly alleging that I had a hand in what happened back then. I held his gaze, trying to hide my hurt. I couldn’t believe he had just said that…

My heart was pounding as I tried to control my emotions while he simply watched me, waiting for an answer. He wasn’t even joking…

“I may not be perfect, Prince Zedkiel… but I am no monster. I was ten when that happened.” My voice shook and for the first time, not caring about being courteous.

My chest was heaving as I stared up at him, but deep down… I knew it shook me because that was a question I too asked myself. Countless times… No one else had ever questioned that and deep down I never wanted anyone to, but it was a thought that always lingered in my mind. Fuelled by self-doubt, fear, and uncertainty.

How did I alone survive? I know I’m not evil, and I wouldn’t dare think of killing anyone, but… “Do I look like a murderer?”

“Not everything that glitters is gold either … Looks can be deceiving, Little Mouse.” He murmured, his hand wrapping around my throat. My breath hitched, wondering what he’ll do.

I wrapped my hand around his wrist, my heart thumping as I braved myself to speak. “I know I’m just a nobody, but I’m no killer. I promise.”

Tilting his head, he applied more pressure for a second, making me gasp, his gaze dipping to my lips before he let go of me. “Maybe…” He wasn’t only a heartless monster… he was cruel, too. Our eyes met, but I said nothing. I saw his eyes flash with irritation before he turned his back on me. “Get out.”

I didn’t need to be told twice. Leaving the room I shut the door behind me with relief.

I am not a monster.

to convince? Him, or myself?

were there. As Zedkiel had ordered, I was wearing a backless dress. I

into a braid and bun for me, with strands of my hair framing my face. I sighed, pondering over what Zedkiel had said, the sound of the fork scraping against

late, and the place was deserted. There was an open time between 12pm to 4pm so anyone could grab

just

“Evangeline!”

turned to see Lucia walking

the events of this morning, no one even approached me… I didn’t blame them.

“Lucia.”

over, and looked relieved.

beside me. “Alistair asked me to take you shopping with me today, of course, after you ask

… even if it was

we are treated better than many Omegas who live like servants.” She said gently.

was living not knowing if I’ll even survive a week. His hot and cold moods confused me

Yeah, of course.”

I was sure she knew how I was feeling. “I’ll ask the prince.” I stood

quickly left her at the

by the back side door!”

sure he’d allow me… not after me trying to escape. But still… I wanted to ask. So gathering my courage,

it?” His cold voice came.

pinned images of what looked like pictures of bloodied, dead bodies. I shuddered, and it took me a second to realise that this wasn’t there earlier… There was a bookshelf here

you want?” He asked, making me blink and turn to

Lucia?” I asked as he walked over to me and

“Who?”

I explained, my heart thumping

knuckles down my back,

said I could do with more clothes… and other items… So if I could please

hand suddenly left my back,

over to his desk. Opening the drawer, he took out

Take my card.”

up at him as he took

I hesitated for a moment before slowly taking it from him. Perhaps I could get those oils instead of waiting for Alistair and the online request

rely on him forever. Was this how life was going to be?

didn’t reply. “I’m warning you, Little Omega, if you try to run… I will

my head, “No… I wasn’t thinking of leaving. I promised not to run again…. I was just wondering if perhaps I could do something to earn money.” I braced myself, readying for his wrath as I squinted my eyes shut, only for

offering you money?”

before taking a breath. He hated when I stuttered. “Because I don’t want to mooch off others. When I lived with the Welhavens, I did a lot

what?” He asked, sitting down in his seat, his

nothing big, but I tutored some pups, I babysat… and I even worked in the café in

now. You don’t need to do such

pausing, and looked back at him. “I -I could do something in the palace? Maybe help in

anger roll off him. “You belong to me, Little Mouse, not the castle, and I would prefer it if

to the door and when I looked back at him, a thought came to

me flinch. I guess I had wasted

wanted to say… My name

N-not Little M- mouse or Little Omega…” Why did he call me little? There

simply smirked coldly but said nothing and so I left the

I should have asked him how much I was allowed to

just hoped Lucia was waiting for me.

she had left