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

in my head, and I stay frozen

me in a bedroom…

around myself wishing I knew

the oracle? But she

won’t- wait, I’ll be

As Zedkiel’s wife,

me and offer me

what was making

he is the

that have plagued me for years… I walk to the window and look out, it’s

on their day, and I cast my gaze to the mountains, the

I do my best in whatever 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.

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 old ones that had torn due to how old they were and

people paying

clothes.

them, feeling they are a size too small. Perhaps I

with meat.’ My cheeks burn and I pause. Did

look in the mirror that was on

the walk-in closet staring at myself.

me.’ His words ring

my mind.

will not!

was nothing special

pull my hair back into a ponytail until Alistair will fix it. I take out a red halter top and

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

and

to the kitchens

that the kitchen staff

angry when I asked for food. They were

I was a burden, even though the whispers and stares

because of the

by the

make my way to the head Omega’s room, and Alistair gets to work.

bother us; I think she was

me being here. He first styles my hair, then

was the dinner last night, girl I need deets.” Alistair says, making

I remember what

me last night. My heart begins to thump, and my

That was mortifying! Remembering how it made me feel, I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push the thoughts out of my head.

glow is! But you don’t

I squeak,

I mean, can you

laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep

crabby just because I was right about her.” Alistair

palette.

a face

at the dinner last

down, not sure if I

and I needed Alistair’s help.

to make me his Luna…

They gasp, looking

back at me. Alistair looks beyond ecstatic, and Dolores

pale.

gosh, I’m talking to

and I

sound.

She isn’t Luna yet. The king

refuse.” I mumble.

her speechless and Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores?

purses her lips together, looking displeased.

training starts today. I don’t know what he meant.

Alistair hopefully.

down

know what

can give you, but I’m certain I

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