His Dark Obsession (Moonlight Muse)

EVELYN.

His gaze returns to me, and I don’t know what to do. I can easily unleash my wrath upon them all but.

Is he really going to tell me the truth, or is he just trying to manipulate the situation?

I need to go to the other realm Time is running out and we won’t keep getting chances to right the wrongs of our past. I need you to trust me, Evelyn I don’t want to hurt you you have to know that.

There’s an urgency in his voice as he pleads with me, cupping my face in his huge warm hands

Will you trust me?

Trust him?

How? When I know every single time, he will cast me aside for her..

Once upon a time, someone who used to be my world became my greatest rival..

(CENTURIES AGO FIRST LIFETIME NINE YEARS OLD)

“Evangeline!” I giggle as my hand taps her shoulder. “You’re it! You’re it!” I giggle as I spin around, my white dress tangling around my legs, and I grab two fistfuls of it as I rush away.

“Eve! Wait for me, it’s so hard to run in the snow!”

Evangeline giggles, as we plough through the powdery snow before we both tumble over our white dresses, falling face-first into it.

She giggles in excitement as she tries to get back up, whilst I roll onto my back and lay there staring at the snow falling down. The snowflakes glitter as they rain down around us, and I hold my hand out trying to catch them.

I chuckle as my palm glistens with the flakes.

Turning my head I spot Evangeline making snow angels, her tongue poking out from between her red lips, as she tries to catch the snowflakes. I chuckle and her eyes narrow as she smiles at me.

“What? I just wanted to know what they taste like.”

She giggles. I open my mouth, trying to catch one and giggle when I feel the iciness touch my tongue, the snowflakes melting instantly.

Tastes like… Water.”I laugh and she giggles rolling on her side. Her raven dark hair falls around her angelic face like a cascading waterfall, we are identical in every way, except for the scratch across her freckled nose, from us playing yesterday.

She smiles deviously, her eyes sparkling with mischief, and I know she is about to do something when her hand reaches out and taps my shoulder. “

Ha! You’re it, you’re it! Can’t catch me l She taunts playfully, rolling out of arm’s reach, away from me.

I giggle, looking at the sky that is almost as white as the snow, the clouds heavy as the snow continues to fall, casting everything in white.

Ah, so pretty!

“Come on Evie, let’s play, I got you!l She shouts, and I turn my head She pouts, waiting for me to get up and I shriek in excitement as I try to roll away from her, eating a mouthful of snow.

“Evelyn’ She scolds, sitting up, and she scurries closer to me as I puff out the snow in her face. She grabs a handful, smearing it down my face, and I laugh excitedly, trying to brush the snow away with more snow-covered hands.

Evangeline laughs too, and shakes her head, the snow falling from my hair.

It’s surely up to my knees!

She chuckles as she kneels beside me and bunches up her lace dress, she wipes the snow off my face before leaning forward and pecking my nose.

“So silly.” She co0s. “There’s your beautiful face.”

She smiles brightly at me.

I giggle before I grab a handful of snow and toss it in her face. She freezes in shock, giving me a stunned look, having not expected it a second time. Her shock turns into a radiant smile as she wipes the icy powder from her face, and I jump to my feet with a giggle..

Na, na, can’t catch me’ I tease, before bursting out with laughter.

I plod and stumble through the snow to get away from her. “That’s cheating. I was helping your” She calls after me.

I hear her laugh and she’s once again hot on my heels.. Giving chase as we play “You’re going to get it this time, Evie!” She teases chasing me and I squeal seeing her catching up to me, and I force my little legs to move faster..

(END OF FLASHBACK)

I’m brought back to the present as I look at the other three as they move closer, edging around us.

I’ve been uneasy about the she-vampire for a while. She holds power… and even the other two are ready to attack if needed.

Scanning the temple walls, the symbols and runes on the walls capture my attention.

This place may be falling about, but it’s still a stark reminder of what this place truly is, of what power it holds inside these crumbling walls.

My stomach sinks as I realise where we are. What the marking on the walls that are glowing brightly are. Despite their age, it is a language I understand, because, unlike Zedkiel, Zerachiel and Evangeline,

I remember more. remember things that fuel the darkness within me. things I wish I could forget and remain oblivious to, like them.

We are in the temple that holds the crypts of the undead.

Crypts.

With a sinking realisation, I understand his plan and it shatters my heart

He’s going to trap me here..

Never has he been so cruel…

How could he?

How could he say he loves me and then betray me?

I feel as if I’m drowning in pain at the torment of his words but still, I keep a strong front as I return my gaze to him.

His hands reach for mine and he squeezes them, placing his fingers through mine. I stare at our threaded fingers, his thumbs brushing over the backs of my hands are warm.

I’ll miss this.

He lets go, letting his hands caress up my arms to my neck.

Do you trust me, Little Lamb?” He urges quietly.

I know he’s relying on my answer

Is it because he wants me to trust him, or so he feels better himself?

Do I trust him? Can I?

His thumbs brush the sides of my face when he cups it in his huge rough hands, looking at me as if I myself hold all the answers, like the stars do for me.

I peer out at the sky, saddened that the clouds have extinguished them from sight.

Just the way he’ll extinguish the hope that I hold.

No matter how many life time’s pass, the stars always burn bright, telling the stories of times come and gone, and a future that is not yet set.

But if history is one thing to go off, our future always ends the same…

“Evelyn? Zedkiel whispers, turning my face back to him He tilts his head to the side, his eyes scrutinising my face.

I want to trust him, but this man never changes

He’ll hurt me, he always does.

So, no I can’t trust him. As much as I wish I could, history doesn’t lie.

Can you trust me, just this once, he whispers, his lips so close they graze mine as he speaks.

My eyes flutter shut at the slightest temptation, his scent overwhelming me, but my mind has never been clearer.

No, I can’t, and I won’t. But one little white lie won’t hurt, and so I reply, anyway.

“Just this once, I will trust you.” I whisper and I feel him smile against my lips and then he exhales, pressing his forehead against mine and nodding, his eyes boring into mine.

“Thank you,” he breathes.