His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

17. A Dreary Night

ZEDKIEL.

This day is one that I will always remember.

The threat she held over me she meant it.

It was sickening to watch her take on Evangeline’s coy demeanour, to see her fit in with all her ways, and only when I told Kash what happened did he believe me.

Night has now fallen, and she is asleep by my side. No matter how fucking angry I am, my woman is inside there somewhere.

I regret that the last words we exchanged were ones of anger. Hers hurt like a fucking knife in the chest, but to hold on to my sanity I tell myself that she was not herself when she spoke those words.

My Evangeline knows she means the fucking world to me. No one else matters, only her. I will do anything for her. Anything.

‘But if you weren’t so nice to that woman! Then our mate wouldn’t have been hurt!’ Zerachiel snarls menacingly.

His wrath burns me like poison and guilt rips through me.

I know I messed up, I never meant for this to happen. I was just fucking trying to do the right thing.

I sit there, leaning against the headboard as I look at her sleeping form.

I feel hollow… there’s a gaping hole inside of me that needs Evangeline back. Her somewhat of

a rejection has numbed me but at the same time, I can’t explain the crushing pain that now festers inside of me.

If I can turn back time I’d change that, but I can’t help but let the doubts eat at me. Being alone most of my life has made it hard to feel as if I am good enough… Am I?

What have I really done for her?

Nothing.

She didn’t want anything to do with me. How was she able to so easily cast me aside?

‘Stop it! Remember, we are doomed to fail; you must do the right thing…’ Zerachiel growls, cutting me off.

How do I fix this?

The anger inside of me is bubbling, rising with each passing moment, and I know it’s not Zerachiel’s but mine. It’s growing and the hatred for the woman that lay there in my woman’s body is only getting stronger.

My heart is thundering, my eyes blazing red as I glare out at the moon.

What does it mean to be the goddess?

What power does Evangeline have that she was so easily thrown into the abyss of her mind?

Where is the power of the Moon Goddess when we need it?

‘Zerachiel… tell me why does Evangeline have visions of me killing her… why do I even kill her? Because I can’t see myself ever being able to do that… even if it’s Evelyn in her body. I can’t hurt her.’ I ask him, trying to make sense of it.

I need something or someone to tell me that this isn’t the end, that I’ve not lost her yet. That there is hope.

hold I have upon my anger. Anger won’t get me anywhere. I’m trying

they are our mates… you cannot kill them for the sake of others.” His voice is full of anguish,

struggle, and soon

going to sacrifice herself

His

up as the sting of betrayal twists in

just not enough to keep her… She

spreading, but I realise that she’s been

curse… or curses.

need to fight

my eyes,

my forehead, pondering over what I

us the answer.’ Zerachiel mutters with

How do I go there and what about her? What will happen to her with Evelyn in charge?

just anyone, let’s see. There must

least have him on my side. Someone to help keep my sanity intact. I hope he can genuinely see that I want Evangeline back. Not

know that, but you are both

we mess up, but if you had told me from the start or fucking warned me, things could have been handled better. Don’t you feel

both play this shit blame game, but he’s meant to be a part of

feel a heaviness settle

‘Do

think that only you are bound by these

I frown slightly.

A prisoner who sees your stupidity lifetime and lifetime

pushed me, when she released that anger, there was fear and surprise

She didn’t.

myself that repeatedly because I’m about to lose my

who sleeps by my side; her breasts rising and falling and a part of me wants to hate her entirely, but one thing that Evangeline says sticks in

to

curse… I’ve seen what it can do to a person as pure as Evangeline. ‘Why do you hate

ruins

frown, ‘Have you ever shown

one who is saying this, especially when it comes to Evelyn, who has done nothing but ruin everything.

the likes of her!’ He spits

can you

it gives me my

he can’t and it’s why he hates me, for being able to

sleep, she looks just like Evangeline… well, not entirely, as Evangeline had the habit

decide to try to get some sleep as much as I don’t want to be in her presence. I also know she’s the

trying to think of a way

I ask

to hesitate before

vampires will know a way. There are ancient arts that

mean I

she had left on the stand by the entrance to our quarters. Two were regarding vampires and I know she’s been looking for answers for

there was something in there to help