His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

71. Concerns

EVANGELINE.

Zedkiel reaches up and switches the shower off before grabbing a towel and lightly towelling my hair. I look up at him, watching his emotionless face. His face is as sharp and cold as always, and his eyes are hard but….. there’s so much more to him than he gives away…

I don’t miss the way he rubs my hair tenderly, his fingers brushing the stray strands back before he slowly towels my body dry. He pats the towel lightly over my injuries that are almost gone, somehow, I’m healing fast.

He brushes his fingers over them, his flashing red before he moves away.

eyes

I observe him, and although he hasn’t said anything since I confessed, he doesn’t need to… That kiss he gave me, said far more than words ever could. The way he took care of me … Everything he has done for me, openly, vocally, and silently. They all mean so much more. 1

I step closer, my gaze dipping to the soaking pants that now cling to him and emphasise a certain part of him that makes my stomach flutter.

“Are you in pain?” He asks, his red eyes glaring at my healing wounds.

“I’m fine.” I say, knowing what he’s thinking.

“Good… Don’t let someone so meaningless get to you.” He replies, wrapping the towel around me and tugging me closer.

“Yeah, I know. I was just holding out hope for something that was never there… I keep thinking that what happened was something that there is no other solution to. Maybe she didn’t want to do what she did.” I murmur softly, tracing the ridges of his chest and abs.

“Now you know.” He says, threading his fingers into my hair. He tugs my head up until I’m forced to look into those gold- green orbs. “You don’t need people like that in your life.”

I nod slowly as he lets go of me, leading me to the bedroom and pushes me onto the bed. My eyes rake over him and I bite my lip. A cold smirk crosses his lips but he turns away.

soon.” He says quietly,

I ask, my heart

going to enter… Remembering the scriptures, I frown thoughtfully…

still questioning that?’ Evelyn’s voice sneers in my

matter… but she had two daughters, right? A-are you the other one?’ I ask hesitantly.

silence, but with it, there’s a terrifying anger

No reply.

down in

deep breath, nodding, but something about her reaction tells me something happened. Why else did she get so

offspring… She’s the evil inside of me… the

certain of it. There’s something inside of her that she

try again, but there’s nothing but that powerful rage and darkness,

at Zedkiel and shake my head, trying to clear

I slowly pick up the bra from the pile of clothes he’s placed there for me.

question.” I say, sighing softly. “This curse, this entire situation… I

my thigh, frowning slightly. “We do need to talk, all four of us…”

If the moon Goddess had twins that she mated to Zerachiel… Then does that mean

too… But the scriptures mean you and your counterpart, sometimes they play on words. For a second, I did think thatperhaps somehow she is your Lycan, but that makes no sense. Your father was a werewolf, and your power isn’t

frown, listening to him. He has a point and I don’t think I’m a

with a faint white aura wrapped around you, then when she takes over it’s the opposite… from the black eyes

me.” I respond with a

thought occurs to me, and I look at him.

he turns sharply, watching me. “What is it?” He asks, pulling on a

shake my head before I quickly