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 in

me in a bedroom…

my arms around myself wishing I knew what my

But

surely. She won’t- wait,

soon… As Zedkiel’s wife, maybe she

and offer me advice.

was what was making me

that he is the man

walk to the window and look

one or two people walking out in the yard, starting on their day, and I cast my gaze to the mountains, the very same ones I had

make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an early

blue fitted jeans, which had torn patches in a few places. It was strange to have jeans

paying to

clothes.

squeeze into them, feeling they are a size too small.

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

in the mirror that was on

the walk-in closet staring

beg for me.’ His words

my mind.

I will

nothing special

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 it on, which leaves my back open, just like he

fix the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I

instantly, and I

to the

lucky that the kitchen staff didn’t

angry when I asked for food. They were also treating me

was a burden, even though

because of the huge mark on my back? Gossip travels fast. I know by now everyone probably knows

claimed by the

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

us; I think she

first styles my hair, then

the dinner last night, girl I

as I

My heart begins to thump,

made me feel, I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push the thoughts out

I get what that glow is! But you

happened!” I

mean, can you please help

laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep it down.”

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

palette.

face as

at the dinner last night…

down, not sure if I was to

she wasn’t leaving, and I

wants to make me his Luna…

They gasp, looking at

Alistair looks beyond ecstatic, and Dolores looks

pale.

gosh, I’m talking to a

squeals and I flinch at

sound.

up, you fool! She isn’t Luna yet. The king won’t allow

refuse.” I

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

lips

my training starts today. I don’t know what he meant. I was h-hoping you could help me.” I

Alistair

palette down and fans

I don’t know what kind of

you, but I’m certain

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