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.

I trying to convince? Him,

empty. Only two other Omegas were there. As Zedkiel had ordered, I was wearing a backless dress. I didn’t like my skin being on show. He could have branded my arm or wrist, yet he chose a place that was so large. My only consolation was that I

had coiled my hair up 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

open time between 12pm to 4pm so anyone could grab food if needed, as it

the chance. I had come just before 4 and managed

“Evangeline!”

see Lucia walking towards me.

the events of this morning, no one

“Lucia.”

over, and looked relieved.

She murmured in a quiet whisper before she sat down on the seat beside me. “Alistair asked me

if it was just for

many Omegas who

nodded although I didn’t believe her. I mean I was living not knowing if I’ll even survive a week. His hot and cold moods confused me and his

Yeah, of course.”

at me sympathetically, and I was sure she knew how I was feeling.

quickly left her at the table.

agrees! I’ll be waiting by the back side door!” She

sure he’d allow me… not after me trying to escape. But still… I wanted to ask. So gathering my courage, I entered his quarters. He was still in his office, so I made my way there, knocking lightly

it?” His

staring at the wall that held maps, notes, and pinned images of what looked like pictures of bloodied, dead bodies. I shuddered, and it took me a second to

you want?” He asked, making me blink

the shops with Lucia?” I asked as he walked over to me and circled me as he did earlier.

“Who?”

my heart thumping when he stopped

knuckles down my back, tracing

could do with more clothes… and other items… So if I could please go-”

hand suddenly left

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

Take my card.”

looked up at him as he took

to me. I hesitated for a moment before slowly taking it from him. Perhaps I could get those oils

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

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

could do something to earn money.” I braced myself, readying for his wrath as I squinted my eyes shut, only for silence to greet me. I cracked open an eye, peering at him, my heart thumping, only to find him watching me

When I’m offering you money?”

I stuttered. “Because I don’t want to mooch

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

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

You don’t need to do such measly jobs.”

looked back at him. “I -I could do something in the palace? Maybe help in the kitchen or library?”

belong to me, Little Mouse, not the castle, and I would prefer it if you remember that.” He growled.

door and when I looked back at him, a

me flinch. I guess I had wasted enough of his time.

to say… My name

Why did he call me little?

coldly but said nothing and so I left the room, hurrying downstairs as I slipped

was allowed to spend! Oh well, I’ll

hoped Lucia was waiting for

if she had left already?