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

part of this tree, if that bond

to earth, because in your full celestial state, you cannot walk the earth.” Another high servant adds. “Yes… because even Selene went to earth to

subjects, sometimes I feel like I

just grown and thrived into a goddess in every

and I know it’s because of everything we

away shyly, making me smirk as I continue

will be all, then. We will look for a

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

it?” She

you.” I reply, gripping her waist and pulling her

against her. Her hands that

you too, Little

gaze into 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 all out ourselves. But at least now we know what we need to do. We will fix this. “So, how does

breath hitches, a soft sigh escaping her, and I inhale her scent, one

The top layer of her dress has three loops over her arms,

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

on this tree, do you think our names

when someone is mated to

rustle and move until a branch from far up lowers itself and Evangeline stretches out her hand

branch that has two identical leaves coming off the tiny

know how to read the names to know who these

is on both.”

I figured.”

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

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

crazy that I want her crazy in love with me, and to only want me for herself? Yet here she is telling

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

a beat, but she tilts her head, waiting for me

feel 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 and kiss her

She whispers, her smooth creamy

to allow another woman to be with me, and not be

course, I would, but you hold enough love for us both.”

with another mate, and I want you to do that.” I say, voicing the

eyes widen in shock as she stares at

and I know her wolf is gone, but she deserves someone to love her as I love you.” I say, and I mean it. “She doesn’t deserve love

I

out of malice.” I say,