His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 23

23. Questions

EVANGELINE.

“Please don’t!” I scream, tumbling backwards. Something hits the back of my leg making me buckle and I fall onto the enormous bed. I grab onto the deep purple curtains that hung from the canopy of the four-poster bed, the fabric burning my hands as it sears through my grasp as he pushes me flat onto my back.

His eyes are glowing red, and his fangs are out as he grabs me by my throat. His dreadlocks frame his face as he looks at me with emotions that I can’t focus on. For a second, it turns too dark and hazy to see anything.

What…

Then I feel it; the blade plunging into my

chest.

I cry out as pain tears through me, only

for him to pull the blade free, agony

making it harder to breathe. He doesn’t stop stabbing it into my stomach. I cry out. “Stop! Stop this! Stop!” I shriek,

choking in pain as tears burn my eyes.

“Too late.” He snarls,

“No!” The power in my voice is unrecognisable. I don’t think I’ve ever screamed like that… I feel the terrifying blistering rage and hatred I feel for him swirl around me as I try to fight him off, but he doesn’t stop his assault as he continues to plunge the knife into my chest… again and again…

I’m dying. I can feel my life ebbing away. Feeling the pain engulf me, I grapple

weakly at his wrists, both of us are covered in blood. My hands slip from his and I find myself looking into those burning red eyes. Something wet hits my face and I look up at him, only for him to pull back, dropping the knife as he

plunges his hand into my chest.

I scream in pure agony as I jolt upright in bed. My heart drums against my ribcage

and I scan the room, trying to control the terror that is consuming me. I look

around, realising I am in the prince’s bedroom, and this was not the same bed.

I’m drenched in sweat, and I feel the ghostly pain linger as I touch my chest

and stomach

I’m ok! Thank the Goddess!

That nightmare…

I place a hand on my forehead, taking

deep breaths. I’m still trembling.

It felt so vivid…

Kicking the blanket off, I stumble out of bed. Glancing out the window; I see it’s still early. I make my way towards the

bathroom and turn on the sink tap;

splashing my face with cold water, I stare

at my reflection. For a second, my

reflection distorts, and I feel like I’m

looking at myself covered in blood. I gasp, stumbling back, only for it to return to normal. I let out a shaky breath.

It was Zedkiel… only his hair and clothing were different, but it was him… Why was he killing me? Was this a premonition of what was going to happen soon? When I become his Luna or before then?

I turn the tap off and grab a towel, wiping my face. I place it down as I slowly look

out to the bedroom. An eerie, ominous

feeling washes through me and I

shudder, staring at the bed. Flashes of my

in my head, and I stay

a bed… he kills me in a bedroom…

I knew what

ask the oracle? But she was

surely. She won’t- wait, I’ll

soon… As Zedkiel’s

me and offer me advice.

making

The fact that he

that have plagued me for years… I walk to the window and look out,

I cast my gaze

freedom, then I need to make sure I do my best in whatever training he was going on about. Maybe I’ll have an

fitted jeans, which had torn patches in a few places. It was strange to have jeans that were made to look like this instead

paying

clothes.

size too small. Perhaps I

My cheeks burn and I pause. Did he actually

the mirror that was on the wall

closet staring at myself.

beg for me.’ His words ring

my mind.

will not!

was nothing special about me….

hair back into a ponytail until

sigh before I fix the bedding and quickly message Alistair on the tablet that I will have breakfast, and then come

replies instantly, and I

the quarters, heading to the kitchens for a bite to

was lucky that the kitchen staff didn’t

They were also treating me a little

a burden, even though the whispers and stares followed.

dinner last night or because of the huge mark on my back? Gossip travels fast. I know by now everyone probably knows

claimed by the Third

to the head Omega’s room, and

bother us; I think

here. He first styles my hair,

last night, girl I need deets.”

I remember what Zedkiel

night. My heart begins to thump, and

feel, I feel an odd sensation between my legs and push the thoughts out of

“Now I get what that glow is! But you don’t

happened!” I squeak, “You-

to help me. I mean, can you

makes him laugh louder and Dolores huffs. “Keep

was right about her.” Alistair waves his hand as he

palette.

face as

“I hear you were at the dinner last night… any

not sure if I was to say

she wasn’t leaving, and I needed Alistair’s help. “Well… Prince

wants to make me his

They gasp,

back at me. Alistair

pale.

Oh my gosh, I’m talking

Alistair squeals and I flinch

sound.

She isn’t Luna yet. The king

refuse.” I

speechless and Alistair simply smirks. “Yes, Dolores? Anything

lips

what he meant. I was h-hoping you could help me.” I ask,

Alistair

down and

know what

give you, but

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