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…”

fucking care. 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 towards the window.

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

apparent struggle that took place here, or should

up sharply.

over to

want to be caught, and she never complained about us asking for

the

everyone knew she kept a selection of

a chance this bottle broke accidentally,”

should be careful. Besides, the rest of the bottles seem to have shattered from force, but this one… it’s broken like it just dropped a short distance, and it’s

He pauses, and I

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

filled them in. I don’t see the point for

didn’t see the point

did they even find out?” I ask icily, my eyes slowly scanning the walls, trying to see if there are any clues here that I may

of the Lunas.” Chasyn

fucking bad luck and they say I’m bad luck.” I sneer humourlessly.

these rushed marriages that even

had

before the tournament even

talking about her when I see

“You still have an attachment to her, although you’re mated to Maryka. Correct? How is that even possible when your

shoves his hands into his pocket and fishes out his phone before he begins taking pictures of the

people; our Lunas must be confident and powerful. And marking an Omega… that’s not going to make us stronger. Omegas are treasures for us to claim, gems to enjoy and to treat

I shake it. “If that’s the case an Alpha wouldn’t ever be fated to an

has anyone had a fated Omega mate.” He reminds me, but I’m mated to an Omega. “Hence why I think you should have kept her as your Omega and

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

flares through me and I glare at him coldly. Even if she is my fated mate or chosen, she would have still been my

the trails and marks on the floor as I

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 icily, looking

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

Love?

that even exist?

my fated mate, not whilst this tournament is ongoing. I didn’t trust it and so

are wiped from my head when I

“What the…”

is it?” Chasyn

recognise the Oracle’s markings anywhere… but

war within yourself. You are both each other’s blessing and

me. I

you looking at?” He asks, staring at

the fact that

happened 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

the hall

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