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

there may not have been much blood spread onto the killer, aside from when they nailed her into the wall.”

place here, or should I say duel. “Have you noticed there is also no scent here? Remember the potion that removes scent that we used to

look up sharply.

to use?” I ask, going over to him as

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

the

kept a selection of spells

chance this 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 it’s

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

it?” I ask, irritated with

learned of what’s happened so he has filled them in. I don’t see the point for this to have been told to all.” He replies,

didn’t see

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

the Lunas.”

bad luck and they say I’m bad luck.” I

these rushed marriages that even

at him, wondering why he had that irritating smirk on his

claimed her before the

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

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. Correct?

into his pocket and fishes out his phone before he begins taking pictures

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,

wouldn’t ever be fated to an Omega, then why does

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

after all, you can still do that,

mate or chosen, she would have still been

marks on the floor as I slowly circle

make Evangeline my Luna, but my Queen. She may be an Omega, but she has

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

Love?

even

plan to tell anyone that she’s my fated mate, not whilst this tournament is ongoing. I didn’t trust

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

“What the…”

it?” Chasyn asks, hurrying

is embedded with a message. I can recognise the Oracle’s markings anywhere… but it’s the message that

time, 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, for

me. I know

He asks, staring at her back in

the fact that that was a final message for me from her.

mean whatever happened here is

back at the body in confusion before we both exit the

the hall again as Dad paces nervously.

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