His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 15

15. Claimed

EVANGELINE.

I could barely breathe not knowing what to do. His touch made my body react, I didn’t want him, yet my body enjoyed

this. It felt good but I wasn’t sure what I

was feeling.

The taste of his mouth was enticing, the feel of his plump full lips dominating

mine. The way his body was moulded

against mine…

When he sucked on my lower lip slightly, I wondered what would happen if I kissed

him back?

Would he display my head on a pitchfork in front of the castle? Or worse, see it as an invitation to take things further?

Before I could even decide, he suddenly moved back, his blazing red eyes full of

anger once more as he grabbed my wrist,

yanking me down the hall. We passed a few people, but they kept their heads down, moving out of our way swiftly.

I was getting whiplash from his behaviour My lips still tingled from his touch and my heart felt funny. Was this what Josie meant, that things can just physically be fun. That you didn’t need to tie emotion. to feel pleasure… I didn’t understand that

We made our way down two further flights of stairs until we looked to be in some sort of stone tunnel. At one point the tunnels split in two, Zedkiel turned left, yet my gaze lingered on the right

tunnel.

What was down there? I didn’t get to mull

over that for long. He soon came to an abrupt stop outside a dark wooden door,

and I felt relieved, taking a moment to

catch my breath.

Unlike most doors in the castle, this one

was plain, even old, you could say. The

doorknob was large and made of a dull

iron. Perhaps that’s because this part of

the castle wasn’t used. To my surprise,

for the first time since I had met him.

instead of slamming the door open, he

raised his hand and knocked.

To whom did the room belong?

The door creaked open, and my heart

sped up as I peered into the room.

The floor was dark wood, and there was

an ethereal feel here, the room was

bathed in the dim light of lamps, there

was no window in here and many areas of

the room were cast in shadows…

This place felt oddly familiar… A flash from a memory long ago filled my mind and then it hit me: I’ve been here before.

Grandmother Philomena had brought me

here!

inside, pushing the door wider,

to have opened by

knew who this

remember the dark floors, the

looked with

the

but

remember her…

sitting in the corner, only the top of her head showing from the back of the

save my thumping heart was the creaking of the chair, as she slowly rocked

had brought me to the

with a sharp snap, making me almost jump out of my skin. My

I felt like everyone in the castle

would hear it.

again.” A whispery voice

Zedkiel asked sharply.

course… “She stood up, and when she turned, I found myself looking at a woman who seemed to be in her early thirties, but surely, she was far older? Her pure white hair was tied back, and her eyes were dark as she stared at me

didn’t push it,

claiming this Omega

You create the

I have a different plan

Different plan?

didn’t sound pleasant.

twisted with nerves.

are done, they cannot

Zedkiel Vilkas.”

“I

smiled, raising her

over to the

Your request?”

already know, but if you wish for me to entertain you, then fine. I want to

her with

Brand me?

the Oracle looked over

mate should wear the mark of her mate upon

fated mate.

or magic,

day comes when you meet your mate, and another

your mark?”

none of your business. Do as I

He

an answer.” She whispered.

lucky will find their mates… I only know of a few in my lifetime who

discussions.”

“As you wish, I am bound to serve the royal bloodline.” Her voice sounded heavy, but I might

brand her?” 1

on display.” He said coldly, and I gasped when he grabbed my shoulder, turning me and tearing the back of my dress completely. I wrapped my arms around myself, my heart

knew I’d never be able to remove

forever be his?

eyes I barely

what the Oracle

the fire in

I gasped when she placed a

in the

brand me like an animal. I turned to the prince, hoping he’d change his mind. “Must you do this?” I whispered pleadingly, praying for some compassion from him, but his

remained cold.

you wish. Your mark will adorn her… and then you must carve your name

begged, panic suddenly

nightmares, blood, death, and pain, all swirled around me like a hurricane, and I was caught in the middle. A piercing scream left

belong to.” He whispered

corner of my mind, I

comprehend his words.

soothe me?

his voice been

know. I

streamed down my face,

the metal from the

the table, glaring into the burning

I miss you…

were things

shriek of agonising pain ripped through me, and I gripped the table with everything I had. My nails splintered as I dug

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