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, or

in the afternoon, and I had gone to eat in the omegas dining room. It was almost 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

what Zedkiel had said, the sound of the fork scraping against the plate a little too loud for my liking

an open time between 12pm to

got the chance. I had come just before 4 and managed to

“Evangeline!”

turned to see Lucia

no one even approached me… I didn’t

“Lucia.”

smiled at me, scanning me over, and looked relieved. “Thank the

seat beside me. “Alistair asked me to take you shopping with me today, of

I would love to get out of here … even if it was just for a few hours.

life isn’t bad here. In fact, we are treated better than many Omegas who live like servants.” She said gently. Us chosen Omegas

I’ll even survive a week. His hot and cold moods

Yeah, of course.”

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

quickly left her at the table.

by the back side door!” She called

So gathering my courage, I entered his quarters. He was still in his

it?” His cold voice

and pinned images of what looked like pictures of bloodied, dead bodies. I shuddered, and it took me a second

making me blink

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

“Who?”

explained, my heart thumping

ran his knuckles down my back, tracing his mark. “Do you want to

clothes… and other items… So if I could please

hand suddenly

his desk. Opening the drawer, he took out a black wallet.

Take my card.”

him as he

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

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

he observed me intently when I didn’t reply. “I’m warning you, Little Omega, if you try to

if perhaps I 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

offering you money?”

He hated when I stuttered. “Because I don’t want to mooch

seat, his long legs stretched out in front of

what? “Well, nothing big, but I tutored some pups, I babysat… and I even

mine now. You don’t need

that was a no… “Oh ok…” I turned away, pausing, and looked back at him.

roll off him. “You belong to me, Little Mouse, not the castle,

I’m sorry for asking.” I replied quietly. I walked to the door and when I looked back at him, a thought came to my mind. He had claimed me… but did he even know

snarled, making me flinch. I guess I had wasted enough of his

to say… My name is

or Little Omega…” Why did he call me little? There was nothing little about

so I left the room, hurrying

I should have asked him how much I was allowed to spend! Oh

was waiting for me.

if she had