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

head, and I stay frozen in place.

kills me in a bedroom… I

wishing I knew what my dream means,

ask the oracle? But she was for

She won’t- wait,

As Zedkiel’s wife,

listen to me and offer

making me

he is

and look out, it’s foggy, and

cast my gaze to the mountains, the very same ones I

today and if I truly want freedom, then I need to make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an early breakfast and then

in a few places. It was strange to have jeans that were

people paying

clothes.

feeling they are a size too small. Perhaps I need

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

the mirror that was on

the walk-in closet

me.’

my mind.

will not!

nothing special

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

before I fix the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will have

replies instantly, and I

heading to

the kitchen

food. They were also treating

a burden, even though the whispers and

at the dinner last night or because of the huge mark on my back? Gossip travels fast. I know by

by the

to the head Omega’s room, and

us; I think she

first styles my

last night, girl I need deets.” Alistair says,

burn as I remember what Zedkiel

heart begins to thump, and

an odd sensation between my legs and

what that glow

I

I mean,

makes him laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep

right about her.” Alistair waves

palette.

simply makes a face

hear you were at the dinner last night…

not sure if I was

wasn’t leaving, and I needed

me

what-” They gasp,

looking back at me. Alistair looks beyond ecstatic,

pale.

Oh my gosh, I’m talking to

squeals and I

sound.

up, you fool! She isn’t Luna yet.

didn’t refuse.” I

“Yes, Dolores?

lips together, looking

I don’t know what

at Alistair

palette down

“Ok, I don’t know what kind of

give you, but I’m

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