His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

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Soren, one of the high servants, says to Evangeline.

It’s the following day, and we have spent the day learning everything we need to. There is a lot here that needs doing, neglected for centuries. I’m shocked they’re even functioning without their leader.

Without their goddess, the people themselves are looked down upon as outcasts.

We are now in the palace garden, standing beneath the celestial tree of Bonds.

Its trunk and branches are silvery grey, shimmering under the light and upon the trunk is the same symbol that covers Evangeline’s back, engraved into the tree, shimmering a deep silvery black.

The leaves of the trees are a stunning mix of all shades of blues, each leaf is lighter at the centre with a deeper blue hue around the edges and upon these leaves are written the name of every couple that is tied together by the mate bond in a shimmering silver.

I can see the shimmering words, but they are in a language that I cannot read.

When a leaf falls from this tree, it means that one of the werewolves has passed away before meeting their fated mate. Also, when a leaf burns, it means the bond has been broken.

“I can’t remain here. There has to be a way, regardless of me taking this mantle, that I can walk the earth again.” Evangeline says, her voice strong and gentle, yet I can feel her worry through the bond.

With our marking completed, we are closer than ever.

I glance at her. She looks breathtaking, her shimmering silver gown is adorned with gems and crystals along the shoulders and breasts, and her long hair is braided from the top and left open, cascading down her back and reaching her knees.

A crown adorns her head, and her hands and arms are covered with jewellery.

That’s something else I noticed. Despite the sun rising in the skies, her hair remains white. I wonder if it is because the true foundation of the Palace of Moonlight sits upon the moon?

Perhaps…

This conversation is something we ourselves have almost argued over… she promised to never leave me and yet she feels the burden of fixing things here, too. If that means I need to return here with her, then I will.

I walk around the tree wondering if my name is

Every couple ever mated is part of this tree, if that bond

return to earth, because in your full celestial state, you cannot walk the earth.” Another

melodic hum that resonates within your mind. When she talks to her subjects, sometimes I feel like I don’t recognise

Little Mouse in there, just grown and thrived into a

watched, she turns her attention to me and blushes faintly, and I know it’s because of everything we did last night

looks away shyly, making me smirk as I continue to watch

be all, then. We will

bow to her before they leave and my beautiful Goddess walks towards me. The shimmering white mist masks

beautiful, isn’t it?” She says, looking

as beautiful as you.” I reply, gripping her waist and pulling her close, before claiming those plush

her legs spread for me, flashes through my mind, and I throb against her. Her hands that rest on my bare chest now run up

you too, Little

that I was once warned about… how this curse and the scriptures painted a false picture, but the truth is, we had to find our own answers and figure it all out ourselves. But at least now we know what

a soft sigh escaping her, and I inhale her scent,

steps back and extends her hand to me. The top layer of her dress has three loops over her

complicated and until I hold all of the moon’s power, only then can I perform this task… But bonds are made here, in a way the tree and the moon help form those bonds, although it is the goddess’s duty to create them, she can only guide the process… Bonds are unique, and

you think our names are written?” I ask, trying to understand

when someone is mated to

branch from far

the tiny branch. One glowing

read the names to

on

I figured.” I say

charred leaf as she turns her head to

voice

with me, and to only want me for herself? Yet here she is telling me she’s

not understanding the conflict within me, Evangeline.” I say, “You

but she tilts her head,

but even if you wanted me to accept her, history would repeat itself because there is no way I could treat you both equally. I love you f*uc*king crazily. If we were ever in a room together, it would be you I’d

I think this time, things could be different.” She whispers, her smooth creamy hands wrapping

allow another woman to be with me, and not be jealous?” I ask, unable to hide the annoyance I

enough love for us both.” She answers, reaching up and wrapping her arms around

I don’t. She needs to be blessed with another mate, and I want you to do that.” I say, voicing the thought that has niggled at my mind from the very first

in shock as she stares

love her as I love you.” I say, and I mean it. “She doesn’t deserve love out of pity, or to be second best, she deserves someone to love her with everything

said. “We would need to ask her. I

of malice.” I say,