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

of this tree, if

we need something to hold your power for when you return 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 be with Raziel.” Evangeline

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

in there, just grown and thrived into a goddess

faintly, and I know it’s because

making me smirk as

all, then. We will

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

isn’t it?” She says, looking

reply, gripping her waist and pulling her close, before claiming those plush lips in a sizzling kiss.

her. Her hands that rest on my

you

apart and I 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

I inhale

steps back and extends her hand to me. The top layer of her dress

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 sometimes what the Goddess foresees may not always be the best, but once the bond is created

our names are

guess that would mean when someone

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

of a branch that has two identical leaves coming off the tiny branch. One glowing brightly, and one… burnt and shrivelled and hanging

need to know how to read

is on both.” She

figured.” I

turns her head to

her Zedkiel, I have no qualm.” Her voice is

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

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

heart skips a beat, but she tilts her head, waiting for

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

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

simply going to allow another woman to be with

you hold enough love for us both.” She answers, reaching

I say, voicing the thought that

in shock as she

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

said. “We would need to ask her. I don’t want her to think I did this out of

of malice.” I