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EVANGELINE. He let go of me suddenly, his blazing red eyes returning to normal as he stared at me with such intensity, I could feel my cheeks burning under his gaze. I felt scared, not knowing what was going to come next. He turned away from me, pushing the files off the desk as he ran his hand over his head and down his face, exhaling sharply. Clearly trying to calm his raging heart. Did he have a nightmare? Nervously, I began gathering the files that he had just sent flying to the floor. “Leave them.” He hissed. I froze, looking up at him. “It’s ok, it’s my fault… I… came in to ask you about lunch but then I shocked you…” I mumbled. “Lunch…” He looked at the clock on the wall, frowning. Something wasn’t right… “No thanks, I’m not hungry.” He frowned. His gaze dipped to my neck before lingering on my breasts. I nodded, quickly placing the files on the desk and turned to leave when he spoke, making me stop in my tracks. “Where are you from?” Sadness washed over me at the thoug
EVANGELINE. “I… may I go to the shops with Lucia?” I asked as he walked over to me and circled me as he did earlier. “Who?” “Prince Ch-Chasyn’s Omega.” I explained, my heart thumping when he stopped behind me. I gasped when he ran his knuckles down my back, tracing his mark. “Do you want to go?” “Yes, Alistair said I could do with more clothes… and other items… So if I could please go-” “Fine.” His hand suddenly left my back, and he walked over to his desk. Opening the drawer, he took out a black wallet. “Take my card.” I looked up at him as he took out a single card and held it out to me. I hesitated for a moment before slowly taking it from him. Perhaps I could get those oils instead of waiting for Alistair and the online request to get them. I wished I could earn my own money… I didn’t want to rely on him forever. Was this how life was going to be? Me asking him for money every time I needed it? “The code is 6363.” He narrowed his eyes as he observed me intently when I did
EVANGELINE. My heart was racing as I glanced at the door behind me and then up at the man before me feeling completely confused. “H-How did you get in here?” What if the guards saw him? “By luck, I was out here getting some things for Grandmother, and I saw you shopping. You look happy…” He said softly. My head was spinning far too much to focus on his words. “I know Omega Lucia always stops by this shop, and so I thought I’d wait here… How have you been, Angel?” He asked, stepping closer to me. The room was far too tight for two people. I stepped back, hitting the door behind me, and stared up at him. A thousand emotions coursed through me. Shock, happiness, confusion, fear, worry… Nervously I chewed on my bottom lip, “Y-you shouldn’t be here.” I whispered. If Zedkiel found out, he’d kill him! Raising his hands he cupped my face, “But I missed you…” He said softly, looking down at me, my heart soared, and I could'nt help but smile softly at the man I had loved for so long… His e
EVANGELINE. “In wh-where?” She tilted her head, giving me a gentle yet firm look and I looked down, knowing I was caught. “I swear I didn’t know he’d be there.” I whispered, terrified. What if she told Zedkiel? “I assumed as much; you have to realise that you can’t do this Evangeline. You are Prince Zedkiel’s now and if he found out-” “Please don’t tell anyone,” I begged, reaching over and taking her hand. She shook her head, “Oh honey, I won’t, but although I took you to the fragrance store… an Alphas nose is far superior to that of an Omegas.” So she knew… and that was why she took me to the fragrance store… “You need to shower when you get home, just in case he finds out. When you stepped out…” She looked around the café casually. “I could smell him, and as an Omega, we can tell the difference between an Alphas scent and an ordinary werewolf. If the third prince smells another Alpha on you… things can go bad, fast.” I know that… Goddess I do, I really do… “He let you out,
ZEDKIEL. “You will be fine Evangeline.” Alistair was saying, the door to the bathroom was slightly ajar. “You have been given an upbringing better than most werewolves… just pretend you aren’t an Omega tonight. The Prince is taking you to this dinner as a date, as an equal in a way. You do not want to let him down.” Raised better than most, that was what I had heard too… and it was exactly that, that I was banking on for tonight. When Ragnar and Chasyn had mind linked earlier, they had stated that Dad had set a date for the tournament. We had two weeks, two fucking weeks to find a Luna… To hell, I was going to find a woman that my Lycan wouldn’t rip to shreds. I was unhinged… there were days he was calmer but others where my blood thirst was heightened, which were far worse… I stood up silently, walking over to the bedroom door and peered through it, staring inside. She was standing there with her back to me, her smooth creamy back on display branded with my mark. Her curvy hips an
ZEDKIEL. I licked my lips, unable to keep the smirk off my face. She had a fucking point although I don’t think she realises I was no longer the person I was eight years ago… But I couldn’t deny she looked smoking hot standing her ground. Although I didn’t know if I should be offended or impressed that she feared me more than an entire table full of Lycans. Her eyes held Danciana’s and I couldn’t help but remember the words of the Shadow Wolf… A sliver of unease flitted through me. No mere Omega could just hold an Alpha’s daughter’s gaze like that… One who was mated to a Lycan at that. Draven let out a low whistle as Chasyn and Maryka exchanged glances. Danciana let out a fake laugh, but it was obvious she was trying to gather herself. Not expecting my Little Mouse to speak up like that. I glanced at Dad, who was watching Evangeline with a faint smile on his face, a look of interest in his eyes. His gaze shifted to meet mine, and he nodded slowly. ‘Perhaps this might not be that b
EVANGELINE. My heart pounds violently as he slides my dress up, so confidently as if it was second nature. How many women has he been with? Just the thought makes me feel uncertain. A part of me wants to turn and run… but a part of me wants to give in to him, to see what would happen. I could feel the wetness between my legs, feeling that clench as he stares down at me with a carnal hunger that was equally terrifying, yet oddly exciting. He licks his lips, his hands running up my legs, with eyes full of raw unmasked lust. That somehow made my entire body react. Is it my scent? An Omega’s arousal releases a special scent that is very addicting to males. It must be… the way he is looking at me, is too intense… I am scared of him, yet I am confused by the way my body yearns for more. The coolness of the table against my skin makes me shiver, and he slaps my ass, making me whimper. His eyes flash and I gasp when I feel the sting of the fabric against my skin, as he tears my thong off. A
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 h