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

replay in my head, and I

he kills me in a

I knew what my dream means,

ask the oracle? But she was

She won’t-

Zedkiel’s wife, maybe she

to me and offer me

was making me the

The fact that he is the man from

have plagued me for years… I walk to the window and look out, it’s foggy, and I know the sun won’t make

I cast my

I do my best in whatever training he was going on about.

was strange to have jeans that were made to look

are people paying to have torn

clothes.

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

burn and

in the mirror that was

walk-in closet staring at myself.

for me.’

my mind.

will not!

nothing special

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

message Alistair on the tablet

and I

quarters, heading to the kitchens for

lucky that the

I asked for food. They were

a burden, even though

night or because of the huge mark on

the

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

us; I

to me being here. He first styles my hair, then moves on

night, girl I need deets.”

burn as I remember what

My heart begins to

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

get what that glow is! But you don’t

I squeak,

help me. I mean, can you

only makes him laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep it down.”

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

palette.

a face as

at the dinner last night… any reason?”

down, not sure if

I

to make me his Luna…

what-” They gasp, looking

me. Alistair looks beyond ecstatic,

pale.

my gosh, I’m talking to a

and I flinch

sound.

yet. The king won’t allow

refuse.” I mumble.

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

lips together,

the prince said my training starts today. I don’t know what

at Alistair hopefully.

his palette down and fans

I don’t know

he can give you, but I’m certain

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