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

been much blood spread onto the killer, aside from when they nailed her into the wall.”

over to one of the shelves that contained vials and bottles of 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

look up sharply.

I ask, going over to him as he crouches

about us asking for some…” Chasyn sighs gravely

exactly what the Oracle had

she kept a selection of spells and potions.

chance this bottle broke accidentally,” I say.

careful. Besides, the rest of the bottles seem to have shattered from force, but this one… it’s broken like

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

is it?” I ask, irritated

has filled them in. I don’t see

hell. I didn’t see the point either.

find out?” I ask icily, my eyes slowly scanning the walls, trying to see if there are any

Lunas.” Chasyn

bad luck and they say I’m bad

the only one of these rushed marriages that even feels like a real marriage

had that irritating smirk on his

her before the tournament even began.”

and Lucia can’t stop talking about her when I see her either.”

trip with Lucia. “You still have an attachment to her, although you’re mated

shoves his hands into his pocket and fishes out his

duty to his 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 with love, but they are gentle by nature and far weaker than an Alpha or high-rank

“If that’s the case an Alpha wouldn’t ever be fated to

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

if you want. She’s alive after all, you can still do that,

would have still been my Luna. I try to stay calm, knowing I will unleash my wrath

and marks on the floor as I slowly

about me, about this fucking tournament. If 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 she has the quality to become a true Queen. Mark my words.” I say icily, looking up at him as I slowly roll the Oracle’s dead

her.” He says, he sounds more awed than anything, and

Love?

that even

not whilst this tournament is ongoing. I didn’t trust it and so ignore the fool.

are wiped from my head when

“What the…”

it?” Chasyn asks, hurrying over.

with a message. I can recognise the Oracle’s markings anywhere… but

Gemini and end the war within yourself. You are both each

I

He asks, staring at her

fact that that was a

whatever happened here is

standing up. He nods, glancing back at the

in the hall again as Dad

asks, looking at the images