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…”

at least have some blood stains on them. I haven’t been anywhere long enough to shower or change.” I murmur, looking towards

there’s magic used… there may not have been much blood spread onto the killer,

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 scent that

look up sharply.

use?” I ask, going over to him as he crouches down and grabs part of a

be caught, and she never complained about us asking

what the

she kept a selection

bottle broke accidentally,” I say.

the bottles seem to have shattered from force, but this one… it’s broken like it just dropped a short distance, and

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

ask, irritated with

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

I didn’t see the point

I ask icily, my eyes slowly scanning the walls, trying to see if there are

of the Lunas.” Chasyn

fucking bad luck and

in haste… the only one of these rushed marriages that even feels like a real marriage is yours and

he had that irritating smirk on

the tournament

her when I see her either.”

that Sinclair had given her on a shopping trip with Lucia. “You still have an attachment to her, although

into his pocket and fishes out his phone before he begins

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.

an Alpha wouldn’t ever be fated to an Omega, then

mated to an Omega. “Hence why I think you should have kept her as your

can

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

follow the trails and marks on the floor as

The thing is Chasyn, I never planned to make Evangeline my Luna, but my Queen. She may be an Omega, but she has the quality to become a true Queen. Mark my words.” I say

he smiles. “You love her.” He says, he

Love?

even

she’s my fated mate, not whilst this tournament

thoughts are wiped from my head when I stare at the Oracle’s back.

“What the…”

is it?” Chasyn asks,

at her back that is embedded with a message. I can recognise the Oracle’s markings

war within yourself. You are both each other’s blessing and curse. Return to the place of your

I know it

at?” He asks, staring at her back

that that was a final

mean whatever happened here is linked to us?

glancing back at the body in confusion before we both exit the room…

the hall again as

anything?” Dad asks, looking at the images that Chasyn had