His Dark Obsession novel Chapter 7

EVANGELINE.

“Prince Zedkiel.” I turn when grandmother Philomena steps forward.

No grandmother! He might hurt her too!

I quickly get up, wanting to pull her away. He needs someone strong to save him, not her!

“G-grandmo-” She raises her hand, her eyes flashing as she looks at me warningly.

“Enough.” She growls at me, a noise I had never heard her make towards me before.

I felt a pang of hurt but say nothing, she is disappointed in me… I have messed up again.

“Prince Zedkiel, if I may?” Grandmother Philomena speaks clearly, no ounce of fear in her voice or even a stutter.

Zedkiel stops in his tracks.

“My grandson has foolishly insulted you, and on his behalf I apologise to you.” She says clearly.

He turns to her and raises one of his brows.

“And how will one apology fix his insult?”

Insult? What did Sinclair do?

“Not an apology… a compensation.” Grandmother continues as I pray someone comes to her side, I don’t want Zedkiel to hurt her. “A prized possession of the Welhaven family. An omega I raised as my own.”

My heart sinks as my head snaps towards her.

No! No, this wasn’t happening! She means me!

“G-grandmother, pl-please no!” I beg her in a panicked whisper, clutching her arm with shaking hands. I can feel his gaze on me, like a beast before it devours you.

“Behave.” Grandmother Philomena warns, pulling free.

Terror encases me as I look at Sinclair with tears pooling in my eyes.

Help me…

“Grandmother, I don’t think-” Sinclair looks at me in panic. My heart races, my breathing shorter as fear writhes through me.

“Do you accept this compensation?” Grandmother cuts him off, looking at Zedkiel while motioning toward me.

“Mother.” Alpha Aeron says from behind us.

I run over to him, tugging at his sleeve.

“Please don’t give me to him, I’ll move to the servant quarters, or I’ll leave! I promise I won’t be any trouble! Please, Alpha.” I beg, my eyes sting with unshed tears. Alpha Aeron grabs me, his arm wrapping around my shoulders, his fingers cupping the back of my neck and I lean into the safety he offers. He squeezes my shoulders as he would his child.

“Son!” Grandmother Philomena's voice cuts through the air like a sword. “Do not make matters worse.”

They seem to be exchanging words through the link, before I feel Alpha Aeron stiffen, he slowly rubs my back and just when I thought all will be ok, he slowly pushes away from me.

No!

I choke, losing his warmth. He looks down at me, sympathy in his eyes, he cups my cheek softly, but I can tell he isn’t going to argue as he looks away from me.

“Please…” I murmur, my voice sounding so small and broken. His gaze drops back to mine, his eyes soften and just when he is about to speak, Zedkiel beats him to it.

“Fine, I’ll accept the omega as compensation… next time I won’t be so merciful. Cross me again… and you will die.” His threat isn’t empty, and I knew he would follow up on it.

Sinclair looks angry as he glares at the ground, his chest heaving… but he can’t do anything…

“A-Alpha…” I plea once more, looking at the man who had taken me in, helped raise me as I clutch his sleeve.

Please. Save me once more. Please? Just this once and I would never ask for anything again.

I will do whatever they ask of me.

But when he gently brushes my hands off that were now clutching his suit, what was left of my world comes crashing down around me.

“I'm sorry. There is nothing I can do.” He says, turning and leaving the hall.

I stand there under the blinding light of that hall, like a deer caught in headlights.

“He’ll kill me,” I whisper, looking around at the guests, but no one speaks.