His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

59. A Message

ZEDKIEL.

“Did you find anything at all?” Chasyn asks me as I remove the nails and lift the Oracle’s body to the ground, looking around I yank the charred tablecloth off and cover her body. 2

“Not yet.” I say, staring down at the Oracle’s body, I sniff the air, letting the smell of blood fill my nose. There are two different smells mixed in… I lean down, sniffing the blood. It’s not Evangeline’s blood.

Relief floods me, and I stand up.

I don’t know why she thinks she killed her, but I plan to find out who it really belongs to, but this blood is not Evangeline’s. I’ve tasted hers, smelt hers

… this one is nowhere near hers.

“Don’t touch anything in here.” I hear Chasyn command some of the men. I slowly walk through the room, trying to visualise what may have happened.

The runes and the burns are the Oracle’s doing, her magic draws from herself and that around her. I know that much. I frown as I crouch down looking at the marks on the floor.

There are no claw marks, no torn clothes … This isn’t a werewolf or a witch… I’ve studied all kinds of species and magic, but this was a battle of a different kind of magic…

I wipe a bit of the blood and taste it, hearing Chasyn groan from the doorway.

“Don’t do that.’ He mutters, grossed out.

“Don’t look then.” I reply coldly,

frowning as I scan the floor slowly once more before walking back to the Oracle and looking at her hands, her entire body is covered in blood… but I can smell some other blood on her too and I lift one of her hands, before examining it closer.

There’s someone else’s blood on her hands and behind her nails…

Frowning, I pause. It’s definitely not the same as the one on the floor.

I hear footsteps, and Chasyn enters, shutting the door behind him.

“What is it, Zed?”

“There’s blood from two different people here. As we already know, a scuffle took place. This is something that forensics can figure out… I don’t know how long it will take to get some answers but I can pinpoint that blood if I smell it again.” I say, pointing at the Oracle’s neck that isn’t covered by the tablecloth. “The blood on the ground is the Oracle’s…”

“Damn…”

Standing up, I walk over to the table, picking up one of the bloodstained iron nails. Taking a sniff, I pause, looking down at it.

Her opponent had bled very little… I burn the smell into my mind and turn to Chasyn.

“It’s not a werewolf.”

“Yeah, no one thinks so.” He mutters, looking uncomfortable.

“Oh yeah, I’m the one everyone suspects, right?”

Chasyn looks up and although I keep my face emotionless, I cannot deny that it angers me. “It’s not like that Zed…”

Anyone who did this would have been covered in blood, or at least have some blood stains on them. I haven’t been anywhere long enough to shower or change.” I murmur, looking

been much blood spread onto the killer, aside

potions. Most have been destroyed in the apparent struggle that took place here, or should I say duel. “Have you noticed there is also no scent here? Remember the potion that removes

look up

to use?” I ask, going over to him as he crouches down and

didn’t want to be caught, and she never complained about us asking for some…” Chasyn sighs gravely and I’m about

the Oracle had

she kept a selection of spells and

bottle broke

it’s safe to say we should be careful. Besides, the rest of the bottles seem to have shattered from force, but this one…

and I nod. He pauses, and I know he’s being mind linked,

is it?” I ask, irritated with this no-mind link policy.

see us again, seems the other Alphas learned of what’s happened so he has filled them in. I don’t

I didn’t see the point

even find out?” I ask icily, my eyes slowly scanning the walls, trying

the Lunas.”

nothing but fucking bad luck and they say

of these rushed marriages

wondering why he had that irritating smirk on his

before the tournament even

her when I see

frown, remembering that phone that Sinclair had given her on a shopping trip with Lucia. “You still have an attachment to her, although you’re mated to Maryka.

his phone before he begins taking pictures of

an Omega… that’s not going to make us stronger. Omegas are treasures for us to claim, gems to enjoy and to treat with love, but they are gentle by nature and far weaker than an Alpha or high-rank she-wolf. No offense to Evangeline, she is, in my eyes, your greatest downfall to

the case an Alpha wouldn’t ever be fated to

an Omega. “Hence why I think you

you want. She’s alive after all, you can still do that, an Omega can never be a Luna.”

my fated mate or chosen, she would have still been my Luna. I try to stay calm, knowing I will unleash my wrath if

and marks on the floor

we win, it’s because I have her. The thing is Chasyn, I never planned to make Evangeline my Luna, but my Queen. She may be an Omega, but

of surprise before he smiles. “You love her.” He says, he sounds more awed than

Love?

even exist?

anyone that she’s my fated mate, not whilst this tournament is ongoing.

when I stare at the Oracle’s back.

“What the…”

it?” Chasyn

a message. I can recognise

the curse becomes stronger… destroy the curse of the Gemini and end the war within yourself. You are both each other’s blessing and curse. Return to the place of your greatest fear,

me. I know it

are you looking at?” He asks,

see it… That only strengthens the fact that that was a final

here is linked to us?

head out of here…” I say, standing up. He nods, glancing back at the body in confusion before we both exit the room…

minutes later, I’m in the hall again

find anything?” Dad asks, looking at the images that