His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

15. Her Secret

EVANGELINE.

I am fighting my tears as I run out the gates of the castle, trying not to let his lies and deception shatter me entirely.

A part of me is telling me to calm down and go back to him and make it clear he’s mine alone, but another part is telling me I had given him chances and it isn’t outside the norm for alphas to have mistresses.

Just the way his brothers and his father do…

I bite back a whimpering sob as Luna curls up within my mind.

Weren’t mates supposed to be one for one?

‘He won’t betray us.’ Luna whispers.

I can feel her pain but she’s still trying to comfort me.

‘Won’t he?’ Evelyn murmurs, unhelpfully.

Nothing I do can remove the image of him hugging her from my mind and even when I was trying to make sense of it, he was hell-bent on protecting her.

I keep running, speeding up when I sense others hot on my heels. It’s not hard to outrun them, although I know I can simply command them to stop and they would have to, but I don’t want to abuse my powers.

Soon, I find myself at the river bank, yet even the soothing sound of the gushing water does nothing to help the discord that has settled within me.

I approach the river and stare down at my reflection. My white fur seems to almost glow and my brilliant blue eyes are full of sadness.

No one explains how painful love can be…

I whimper softly as I walk along the riverbank until I spot a place down by the rocks and leap down, curling up pitifully. Anyone passing wouldn’t be able to see me unless they specifically look for me and step to the edge of the rocky cliff.

‘We need to go back to him.’ Luna urges, but I don’t want to hear it.

Not right now… I just need to collect my thoughts.

‘I know… but for now, I just want to be left alone.’ I reply, trying to hide my tears.

I can hide from Evelyn but there is no way to hide from Luna. She is my counterpart, a part of

Closing my eyes, I try to hide the pain that is crushing my heart.

The way he told me to stay quiet… his protective growl… but one that was not in my defence but hers.

I whimper, curling up tighter when I suddenly smell her.

The last person I want to see right now…

I hear the sound of bones snapping and don’t bother looking up.

“Evangeline, can we talk?” Isabella’s voice comes softly.

‘No.’ I reply.

will not be any more of a problem to you both.”

I was even coming around to her, pushing away the doubts I had, only for them to

foolish of me.

of herbs to the drinks to get us all drunk… and in that state, we did make out,

had happened….

That hurt…

just tell

pretended nothing had.

to him, but it was just a one-off thing…

a crush on him, but I promise you on my child’s

her approaching slowly, treading carefully over the rocks, but I know it’s

I am the goddess. Why would

don’t move as

had happened to him. But… what I saw was far worse. We were no longer alone in the room; he didn’t even

there, wiping a blade clean, and before him were two chopped-up bodies… There was blood everywhere. It was a nightmare… I wish I noticed that inhuman dead look in his eyes the night before… but I

the fear in her voice, and the thumping of her heart as

from me, her arms. wrapped around her knees as she stares at the rippling water,

“Then?’ I ask.

“I didn’t know what to do. I clutched the bedding to me and asked him what was going on? Do you know what my mate said?” She’s lost

I see that she has been hiding so much more than I could have ever imagined. She’s not the sparky Isa, just a

Her

My own fated mate

thought makes me sick. I know I have overreacted, but more than

for that…’ I reply as I shift back, taking a similar position to her, and pulling my knees up

know if he finds

No, he is a

right to know and perhaps I would have been ok with him pretending the child is

rift between the two of you … I swear on the moon goddess herself, I am happy for

moon

I almost smile.

fated mates are so rare… and it’s said for those who find their mate, that it is a true blessing. I wouldn’t want to take that away from anyone.” She says, and I know she’s telling the truth. I don’t know how, but I do.

at the river, her eyes void of emotions, and I ask

“Who is he?”

me and tilts her

shadow before she answers through

the beast of the North…’

stomach twists and my heart thuds as the ominous

of

say that he doesn’t exist because he is never seen…

from him, because if he knows of

stare at her, trying to make sense of

understand… I’m sorry for risking

should never

shouldn’t have, especially when I’m still alive.”