His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Continuation from His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse to

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 66. I Am Me

A/N: In the chapter ‘A Shadowed Moon’ I have made a small amendment which I forgot to include and only saw in my notes now, but for those who don’t want to delete and re-add it, this is the change.

“Cowards!” He hisses just as I slam him to the ground.

He grunts in pain, and I feel guilty, but this is the only way.

He throws me off him, his claws raking through my right shoulder. With such power and strength, it takes me by surprise. Pain rips through my arm and neck, spreading from my shoulder before I hit the ground; the wind is knocked from me, and I hear a menacing animalistic snarl from the left.

This was necessary as it was a wound that Zerachiel gave her, and the scars would always remain.

END OF A/N

EVELYN.

Pain tears through me the moment

Evangeline strikes Zedkiel, and I feel it shoot through us. I feel the bond breaking and the agony that rips through me takes m y all not to scream at her in despair.

Goddess… let me die now…

I feel something snap and the darkness that is always eating up at me suddenly begins to swirl around me. It doesn’t want to leave me, but it’s dissipating fast. Sucked away with a vengeance it cannot defy.

Then a wave of soothing calmness envelops me, and I slowly curl up within myself.

Can I die now?

I’m exhausted… and although this was my favourite lifetime, I don’t belong here.

I don’t belong in Evangeline’s mind.

I’m just tired…

I’m being pulled away and I don’t fight it, ready to be free from it all…

The curse has been destroyed, which means I can die in peace.

Will I get to see our mother?

Will- will I get to meet Stella?

Ah… who knows…

My eyes are too heavy to open, and I keep them closed, waiting for whatever is to come.

A field?

I can hear the rustling of wheat around me… a wheat field… just like the ones we used to help sow the seeds in… the warmth of the summer sun hits my skin as I lay there in a fetal position.

Content and relaxed…

“Wake up, your royal highness, even now you will sleep?”

I freeze, my heart thundering when I recognise that voice, only she used to call me royal highness…

My eyes fly open as I jolt upright and look around the glowing field, my eyes stopping on the huge white wolf, who has flecks of grey running through her fur, her vibrant teal eyes, sparkling with amusement.

It can’t be…

I must

it changes into an emotional sob as I rush at her and embrace her tightly, tears streaming

here! Or

hold on her and my heart thuds as I feel the connection between

her… her fur is real, her scent is real, her beating heart

my wolf back…. Goddess… I got my wolf

her head against me. I’m

one silly.’ She replies in my mind, and that only makes me

came back for me.’

meant to be one and we

go to heaven or hell or wherever and be together.’ I whisper, caressing her fur

one… don’t wish us dead

what she means. I suddenly feel

envelops me and then I’m

dense trees,

fills my nose

body… but I’m in

Did she die?

up, realising there’s only one presence in my mind, there’s

me.’ Stella

of warriors staring at me with gazes that can’t hide the l*ust or hunger in

What, am I n*aked?

adds, and I look down to realise I very much am, but I’m not Evangeline.

stare at my rounded b*reasts. There on my b*reast is a tiny beauty remark I used to have

my hands down my narrow waist and curvy hips. I ’m taller than Evangeline… and

hands, my heart thundering. They’re long with a

is pale, and I can tell my long waist-length hair is very

feel different from Evangeline’s, and then I look down at the tuft of hair that covers my pubic

oddly familiar… Hot damn, did I just get

his command ripping through the air and

that’s when I see the two bodies lying on a white cloth, side by side, yet

I really do have a

Ragnar growls, and he throws a shirt at me, one that

c*oc*k a brow. “What if I don’t want to?”

He snarls, jerking his head at

Am I pretty s*exy?

Of course,

my head, finding it amusing that even he

in nudity.” I say haughtily, “Do you know who

his head to me,

didn’t look a lot like Evangeline,

is amazing.” I shoot

yourself.” He

my heart racing as

am actually

have a body.” I murmur. He crosses his arms and

says gruffly, but even if he’s such a numbskull, I can

I say, raising

beg for a compliment, you won’t get one.” He

lock. His eyes are

Ziahra, and Kayla approach breaking up whatever weird

and both Ragnar and I seem to snap back to

Oh yeah… he’s married…

trying to hide the sting of disappointment that rushes through me as I watch

back, rubbing it gently. His gaze flicks to me