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

kills me in a

my arms around myself wishing I knew what my dream means,

ask the oracle? But

won’t- wait,

As Zedkiel’s wife, maybe

to me and offer me

was what was making

The fact that he is the

window and look out,

out in the yard, starting on their day, and I cast my gaze to the mountains, the very same ones I had tried to drive

freedom, then I need to make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about.

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

paying to have

clothes.

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

cheeks burn and I pause. Did he actually

in the mirror that

walk-in closet staring

will beg for me.’ His

my mind.

I will

nothing special

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

I fix the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast, and then come to see

and I smile.

heading to the kitchens for a bite to eat…

was lucky that the kitchen staff

food. They were also treating me a little

even though the whispers and stares

the huge mark on

claimed by the Third

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

us; I think she

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

night, girl I need deets.” Alistair says, making my

as I remember

night. My heart begins to

an odd

get what that glow is!

I squeak,

mean, can you please help me?”

laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep it

just because I was right about her.” Alistair waves

palette.

simply makes a face as she slowly

were at the

look down, not sure if I

I needed Alistair’s help.

to make me his Luna…

gasp, looking

me. Alistair looks beyond ecstatic, and Dolores

pale.

Oh my gosh, I’m talking to a

squeals and I flinch at the

sound.

Luna yet. The king

didn’t refuse.” I mumble.

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

lips

know what he meant. I was h-hoping you could help me.”

at Alistair

puts his palette down and fans his

I don’t know what kind of

can give you, but I’m certain

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