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

is part of this tree, if that bond

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

your mind. When she talks to her subjects, sometimes I feel like I don’t recognise her, but then

Mouse in there, just grown and thrived into

and blushes faintly, and I know it’s because

me smirk as

We will look for

to her before they leave and my beautiful Goddess walks towards me. The shimmering white mist masks the ground, wafting around the flower

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

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

image of her, laying on the edge of the tub with her legs spread for me, flashes through my mind, and I throb against her. Her hands that rest

you

those tawny eyes; eyes, hair and lips 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

soft sigh escaping her, and I inhale her

top layer of her dress

bonds, although it is the goddess’s duty to create them, she can only guide the process… Bonds are unique, and sometimes what the Goddess foresees may not always be the best, but once the bond is created it cannot

on this tree, do you think our names are written?”

that would mean when someone is mated

branches rustle and move until a branch from far up lowers itself and Evangeline stretches

identical leaves coming off the tiny branch. One glowing brightly, and one… burnt and shrivelled

didn’t need to know how to read the names to know who

name is on both.”

figured.” I

caresses the charred leaf as she turns her head to me, her eyes

have no qualm.” Her voice is soft, and I know

me, and to only want me for herself? Yet here

understanding the conflict within me, Evangeline.” I say, “You are the woman I desire,

a beat, but she tilts her head, waiting for

sympathy towards Evelyn. She doesn’t deserve this, 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 want by my side.” I sigh as I cup her face

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

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

mate, and I want you to do that.” I say, voicing the thought that has niggled at my mind

shock as she

how, and I know her wolf is gone, but she deserves someone to love her as I love you.” I say, and

over what I’ve just said. “We would need to ask her. I don’t want her to think I did

of malice.” I