His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Continuation from His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse to

His Fated Obsession (Book 2) Chapter 68. Regrets

ZEDKIEL.

A cool wind blows past me as I stare down at the tomb before me with a heavy heart. The funeral was yesterday for all those who passed and for our king…

I stare at the engravings on the tombstone. ‘HERE LIES THE BODY OF A JUST KING, A LOVING FATHER, AND A RESPECTED ALLY. SUPREME ALPHA AMBROSE VILKAS’

Father…

Four days have passed since our return and there is a lot to do and a lot that we have already done, but we all needed time to mourn those we have lost.

We have suffered, and we have all lost someone that we loved. They will not be easily forgotten.

I crouch down before the tombstone and look at the flowers that adorn the ground around the grave.

Father… I wish I could have told you this when you were alive, but… I want you to know that I appreciated everything you did for me. For the trust, you kept in me. Thank you for treating me as a person and not as a monster… I love you, Father…

I close my eyes as I allow my sorrow to wash through me. I lower my head, Maryka and Danciana… they will pay for this… as will the rest of the bastards who were in on this.

The court members have all been stripped of their titles, and those who were not already in prison were being thoroughly investigated.

Ragnar, Chasyn, and Alcazer stood by Evangeline, and I would always be grateful for that…

Hearing footsteps, I look up, only to see Alcazer, but seeing me he’s instantly about to move away. Ever since I killed Odette, he has not forgiven me and why should he? I killed his wife and was not held accountable for it either.

“Alcazer!” I call, stopping him from walking away. “I’m leaving anyway.”

He turns back and, frowning, makes his way over to the grave. It’s obvious he was here visiting her grave…

I step back as he looks down at Dad’s grave, it’s clear he’s been avoiding me and although he has respected Evangeline, he has made no attempt to hide his hatred towards me.

Which is fine… but I do owe him.

go, I want to apologise,” I say quietly. “I am truly sorry for killing Odette. Her sister hurt my mate, and I in turn took my anger out on her when she was only trying to protect her pathetic sister. It was wrong… and I can’t even imagine having to tolerate the man who killed your wife. My words can’t bring her back,

by my apology, as he looks up at me, our eyes meeting, but it doesn’t stop him from

what happened.” He says coldly, looking away from me. As if

due to being a prince, my Lycan took advantage of it knowing there were no repercussions… I just wish I was stronger to have been able to

remains silent, but his hands are balled into fists shaking slightly. His voice is barely

so easy to make… Do you know, when she was being prepared

heart thuds as I stare at him in

finally turning and looking at me. There’s

I understand how you feel. More than you

with tears he refuses to allow to fall. “I couldn’t protect my woman or my child and more than

masks the tremendous storm of

that and didn’t even realise… I carried on selfishly

to be under the same roof as a killer… but… I too have lost a child and that emptiness can’t be

“Meaning?” He asks.

our child was the price to get a second chance at breaking the curse

looks shocked as he looks up at me sharply, and

loss.” He says quietly, turning

turn to be surprised. Can’t I salvage

if there’s a way, I

a few moments, he looks

good that we had this conversation. May

mine, patting it before he turns his back on

look down at Dad’s grave. Another crime… another burden to

nephew or niece…” I say to the silent graveyard, dropping to my knees, guilt

heavily as I look up

gloomy weather, it’s not

“Yeah… maybe.” I say.

He did that.” He

pays his respects to Dad, and I take a moment to scan the other fresh graves. We lost seventeen

Kash asks as a bird chirps loudly above us and

improve, we correct our wrongs and for those we can’t… we seek redemption.” I reply as I stand up just as a ray of sunshine cracks through the

isn’t lost… We can’t help but