His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 23

23. Questions

EVANGELINE.

“Please don’t!” I scream, tumbling backwards. Something hits the back of my leg making me buckle and I fall onto the enormous bed. I grab onto the deep purple curtains that hung from the canopy of the four-poster bed, the fabric burning my hands as it sears through my grasp as he pushes me flat onto my back.

His eyes are glowing red, and his fangs are out as he grabs me by my throat. His dreadlocks frame his face as he looks at me with emotions that I can’t focus on. For a second, it turns too dark and hazy to see anything.

What…

Then I feel it; the blade plunging into my

chest.

I cry out as pain tears through me, only

for him to pull the blade free, agony

making it harder to breathe. He doesn’t stop stabbing it into my stomach. I cry out. “Stop! Stop this! Stop!” I shriek,

choking in pain as tears burn my eyes.

“Too late.” He snarls,

“No!” The power in my voice is unrecognisable. I don’t think I’ve ever screamed like that… I feel the terrifying blistering rage and hatred I feel for him swirl around me as I try to fight him off, but he doesn’t stop his assault as he continues to plunge the knife into my chest… again and again…

I’m dying. I can feel my life ebbing away. Feeling the pain engulf me, I grapple

weakly at his wrists, both of us are covered in blood. My hands slip from his and I find myself looking into those burning red eyes. Something wet hits my face and I look up at him, only for him to pull back, dropping the knife as he

plunges his hand into my chest.

I scream in pure agony as I jolt upright in bed. My heart drums against my ribcage

and I scan the room, trying to control the terror that is consuming me. I look

around, realising I am in the prince’s bedroom, and this was not the same bed.

I’m drenched in sweat, and I feel the ghostly pain linger as I touch my chest

and stomach

I’m ok! Thank the Goddess!

That nightmare…

I place a hand on my forehead, taking

deep breaths. I’m still trembling.

It felt so vivid…

Kicking the blanket off, I stumble out of bed. Glancing out the window; I see it’s still early. I make my way towards the

bathroom and turn on the sink tap;

splashing my face with cold water, I stare

at my reflection. For a second, my

reflection distorts, and I feel like I’m

looking at myself covered in blood. I gasp, stumbling back, only for it to return to normal. I let out a shaky breath.

It was Zedkiel… only his hair and clothing were different, but it was him… Why was he killing me? Was this a premonition of what was going to happen soon? When I become his Luna or before then?

I turn the tap off and grab a towel, wiping my face. I place it down as I slowly look

out to the bedroom. An eerie, ominous

feeling washes through me and I

shudder, staring at the bed. Flashes of my

my head, and

bed… he kills me in a bedroom… I

myself wishing I knew what

But she was for the

She won’t- wait, I’ll

As Zedkiel’s wife, maybe

and offer

what was making me

that he is the man from

window and look out, it’s

cast my gaze to the mountains, the very same ones

training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an early breakfast and then prepare for the day. I need to be at my best.

up, I brush my teeth before I pick out light blue fitted jeans, which had torn patches in a few places. It was strange to have jeans that were made to look like this instead of my

people paying

clothes.

squeeze into them, feeling they are a size too small. Perhaps I need to eat

a woman with meat.’ My cheeks burn and I pause. Did he actually like me?

that was

walk-in closet staring at myself.

for me.’ His words

my mind.

will not!

was nothing special about

that only makes my boobs look bigger. I slowly zip my jeans up and pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair will fix it. I take out a red halter top and put

Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast, and then come to see

and I smile.

him. I leave the quarters, heading to the

that the kitchen

when I asked for food. They were also treating me

I was a burden, even though the whispers and stares followed.

because of the huge mark on my back? Gossip travels fast. I

claimed by the Third Prince.

eating, I make my way to the head Omega’s room, and

bother us; I

being here. He first styles my hair, then

dinner last night, girl I

as I remember

to

I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push the thoughts out of

what that glow is! But you don’t smell different…”

happened!” I squeak, “You-

need to help me. I mean, can you please

and Dolores huffs. “Keep

was right about her.” Alistair waves his hand as he pouts down

palette.

a face

over. “I hear you were at the dinner last night…

down, not sure if

but she wasn’t leaving, and I

to make me his

gasp,

at me. Alistair looks beyond

pale.

my gosh, I’m talking to

squeals and I

sound.

She isn’t Luna yet. The king won’t allow it!” Dolores snaps.

didn’t refuse.”

speechless and Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores? Anything else you

simply purses her lips together,

today. I don’t know what he meant. I was h-hoping you could help me.” I ask,

at Alistair

his palette down and

“Ok, I don’t know what kind

you, but

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