His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Continuation from His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse to

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 51. From Her Past

ZEDKIEL.

A few hours have passed, and we are in a side drawing room. It’s dimly lit but no one really cares, we have been served blood and there was some food just for Evangeline.

The blood itself is tasty, and it gives me the strength I really needed after that battle with Vadam.

Zeina has wanted to talk to me, and so far her questions have felt extremely mediocre, as if she’s slowly trying to assess how much I would be ok with.

Asking how Evangeline and I met, what Evangeline wore at our wedding and other simple questions. We had told her how Evangeline was the werewolf queen; their rightful ruler and she had been rather impressed.

Every time I tried to direct the conversation to more serious conversations, she would simply say we deserved at least a few hours of calmness after the defeat of Vadam.

Ziahra had been here with us, however, a short while ago she had been called out regarding something in the surrounding woods.

But she still hadn’t returned after saying she’ll be back shortly.

The atmosphere is beginning to make me uneasy.

Where is she…

“What’s taking her so long?” I ask.

“My mind connection does not work, not until the poisons used on me are officially rejected from my body.” Zeina says, “However, I’m certain she’s fine, or someone would have come to report.”

“I hope so,” I reply quietly.”Is there anyone in this area who would infiltrate the premises?”

“No, the closest would be the northern werewolf pack, but they keep to themselves,” Zeina says.”Or so I’m told.”

The news of the king’s return was something that had spread through the castle and beyond.

The king…

now I don’t feel

between our people and… ‘Yes,

go check

everything

but again I feel she’s

Unless she’s planning something we wouldn’t

I frown.

‘She isn’t? I growl.

she needs help, she will relay

You are the werewolf queen. You need to remain within the palace, just in

and I can see the subtle changes that have occurred in the few hours since she has been out

summoned and were commanded to release those in imprisonment, too. There were many vampires living in the

a look in her eyes that almost looks like guilt or regret, and I wonder what’s on

alright?’ I ask her quietly as I run my fingers through her hair. We are both seated on the sofa

She says with

but I don’t

something I didn’t

from the baby I never knew I would ever see

see she’s seen

it, but growing up I wondered what she’d look like, what she was like. I often wondered why she wasn’t around, because unlike my twin brother’s omega

hybrid, it all made

to be shallow. I always imagined having a mother who would take no nonsense, and although the time has passed for me to call

I say, my

“No, of course not… I’m glad he treated you well… I was scared that your Lycan father may end up killing our child.” She says, her eyes hollow

brow. “If he was so bad, then why did you even give me away?” I ask, trying to hide my irritation. That

good as dead. None of the High Lords would have allowed it… but you are a fighter.” She says and for the first time, I

raise an eyebrow, trying to lighten the odd

who seems to hate Lycans, you were fine to get down with

as she looks at me, poking those gorgeous eyes out

I say through the link, and I smirk, seeing the hint of a smile on her face as

completely indifferent

shut off my emotions so I could gain