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

as I rush at her and

you’re here! Or

whisper as I tighten my hold on her and

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

wolf back…. Goddess… I got my wolf

nuzzles her head against me. I’m getting to touch her and hug her, something I wasn’t

She replies in my mind, and that only makes me cry

back for

meant to be one and we will always be one.’ She

broken, Stella, we are free! We can go to heaven or hell or wherever and be

you wild one… don’t wish us dead yet… you have

I suddenly feel

me and

staring through the dense trees, the

earth fills my nose and

body… but I’m

Did she die?

realising there’s only one presence in my mind, there’s no

Stella

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

What, am I n*aked?

very much am, but I’m not Evangeline. What

There on my b*reast is

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

heart thundering.

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

and then I look down at the tuft of hair

damn, did I just get

staring at her, turn!” Ragnar’s growl comes, his command ripping through

when I see the two bodies lying on a white cloth, side by side, yet covered in blood. Zedkiel and

f*uc*k I really do have a body!” I

up!” Ragnar growls, and he throws a shirt at

brow. “What if I don’t want to?” I challenge, my hands still cupping my

you want everyone to look at you?” He snarls, jerking his head at

Am I pretty s*exy?

course, I

even he isn’t able to look

shame in nudity.” I say haughtily, “Do

now turns his head

f*uc*king do. Even if you didn’t look a lot like Evangeline, your snarky attitude isn’t

slowly, “My attitude is amazing.” I

yourself.”

reply, my heart racing

am actually my own

a body.” I murmur. He crosses

He says gruffly, but even if he’s such a numbskull, I can tell that he means

say,

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

lock. His eyes are a very deep blue…

and Kayla approach breaking

off and both Ragnar and I seem to snap

Oh yeah… he’s married…

trying to hide the sting of disappointment

on her back, rubbing it gently. His gaze flicks to me