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ZEDKIEL.Over a week later.That night, I messed up.For a fleeting moment, I saw her relax and rather than run from me, she had embraced our closeness. Until I fucked it all up and ripped through her flesh. I don’t remember what exactly happened. I just know that the urge to taste her blood consumed me and I had bitten into her. Then I remember her torn flesh and blood dripping down her breast as she stood across the bathroom.But it was the look in her eyes that got to me.The fear… the fear of the beast before her. The same fear I see in the eyes of everyone else…I found her screaming on the bathroom floor and then she had lost consciousness, probably due to the blood loss. I wonder how much I had drunk and although I hated it; it rejuvenated me like none other ever could and I wanted more. So much fucking more and I know I can’t. I had carried her to the bed and bandaged her up before I had wiped her clean, hoping she’d be ok.When she awoke the following morning, her words still
EVANGELINE.I stare at Sinclair, unable to hide my hurt, but it isn’t because of him but because of the mark that I see on his neck. My gaze goes to the woman next to him. An arrogant smile crosses her face, as she sits right beside him. It’s none other than Celia, her hand clutching his arms tightly. So, he was going to participate too, and out of everyone, he chose her to be his Luna?I shouldn’t feel betrayed, but I do.Sinclair's eyes fill with a mix of emotions that I can’t make out.He wants to take me away to be safe? Whilst he takes a Luna? Why did he even look so shocked? Is it because he wasn’t expecting it to be me beside Zedkiel, or is it because he doesn't want me to learn of him having taken Celia as a mate?His eyes were questioning me, almost accusing. I want to ask if it is the fact that seeing someone who actually has the power to keep me by his side as his Luna, not just his side whore, had gotten to him?A low growl leaves Zedkiel’s lips. “If you want to live, keep
EVANGELINE.His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I look up at him.How could he?I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously. Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court and would not be ideal for the tournament.“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to rise.“Let’s not do this here.” I whisper back, “If you want to talk l-lets take it outside.”I’m scared to be alone with him anywhere, but he is going to ruin this before we even have a chance to prove w
ZEDKIEL.I stare at her, my heart rate quickening. Of all things, I wasn’t expecting her to say that… but her words shook me and not because of the reason behind her fear of me, but because it aligned with what occurred in the Chamber of Truth. The ominous warning that took place at my Blood Ritual, to kill the woman with hair as dark as night, skin as pale as snow and eyes the colour of the bird of night…I would end up killing her? I scrub my hand down my face, trying to remain emotionless.I look at her as she sits there, trying to stifle her tears; I can’t imagine myself killing her… Not her. Anyone but her.But I’ve already hurt her before… My Lycan is always fighting to come forward when she is around, wanting to devour her… but I know that despite that, I wouldn’t have hurt her the other night. When I drank her blood, it was her ripping away that had caused her that injury.I push the thoughts away, needing to focus on what she had just said. These dreams, my omen… There has to
EVANGELINE.I stare in the mirror, towelling my wet hair. The sun that shines through the steamy bathroom window really makes my skin glow and highlights the freckles along my nose and cheeks. Zedkiel’s words return to me, and my heart skips a beat.‘I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you…’I smile faintly, his words basking me in warmth. I’m glad I told him about my nightmares, and I hope he understands that if I do get jumpy or scared, it’s because of those dreams. Everything he had told me last night replays in my mind, and I believe there is a connection between us.The nightmares and his experience with the Shadow Wolf, a description that fit me perfectly was proof of that connection… but are we dangerous to one another? Sure, he had hurt me, but I saw the sincerity in his eyes. He hadn’t meant to.But there is something that niggles at my mind. Last night he hadn’t completed his sentence… there was more to say before he stopped; 'When I step into his life'… at the end of that sentenc
Zedkiel has not said a word since then. He didn’t even spare me a glance and only when we sat down in the front row of seats, did he place his arm around the back of my seat protectively. I also know why.The first two rows were the contestants and I see Octavius Huntington, Celia’s brother has chosen a woman too, Kara Irisian, the niece of the Alpha of the Night Dust Pack and to my surprise, the Alpha’s daughter and Kara’s cousin is sitting by Ragnar’s side.The competition is made up of strong women… and all are of Alpha blood apart from me. Dear Goddess, give me the strength I need…There are other people here to watch and listen as the tournament rules and rounds are explained. I can see Alpha Aeron too and I make sure not to even look at Sinclair, who is sitting right behind me. I can feel his gaze burning into me, but I refuse to give him any of my time, not after what he did last time.“Thank you everyone for attending, I won’t waste much time and we will get right into this.”
EVANGELINE.Hours have passed, but I can’t get the rule book out of my head…Consummate the marriage before the tournament? How!All I can think of is everything that can go wrong if we do that, but without it… it means we can’t even participate…Urgh!Just think Evangeline, if you weren’t an omega, you would have to be marked too. But the downside is, once the rest of the couples all mark one another until they go into heat, no one will even know if they are mated, unlike me… I have a feeling that rule was put there because I am unable to be marked due to being wolfless.I shudder at the possibilities of what could go wrong; it isn’t that Zedkiel is that bad… but this life, this rank, it’s all a façade...I sigh heavily, running my fingers along the spines of the leatherbound books that line the shelves in the royal library. I don’t even know what I’m looking for, but I need something to keep my mind off everything.I had spent two hours with Alistair, and I am exhausted. He gave me
EVANGELINE.It is the following night and I have just gotten dressed in a pale pink satin off-shoulder dress that Zedkiel has picked out for me; I was surprised at his choice considering he preferred dark colours… but I didn’t argue, and when he himself put on grey pants and a white shirt, I think we matched perfectly. I don’t know how I feel about going back to the Welhaven Mansion… The wedding is being held in the mansion gardens.We still haven’t decided on the two questions to ask the Oracle. We just need to think very carefully before we do.Zedkiel and I are sitting in the back of the sleek back car and with every passing minute, my nervousness is growing. The king and queen are also attending the celebration. I am a little surprised that not all the royals were, but after all, their importance is far greater. But having the king and queen come is probably a great honour in itself. It just reminds me that the Lycans are far above the rest of the Alphas, just as Zedkiel is above