His Dark Obsession

24. His Training

EVANGELINE.

Zedkiel gave Alistair some tasks about what he wants him to do with me later, before he led me away. I didn’t question where we were going, but now; I wish I did.

I stare at the handsome man before me as he lets the door swing shut behind us, and I look at the huge room before us. There are weight training machines, lifting benches, treadmills, and other equipment. There were three boxing bags to the side and an open area for sparring, too. I don’t understand why he waited until Alistair had finished my makeup and hair. All that effort to get dolled up only for him to bring me to an indoor training room. I have the urge to ask him. that very question when he removes his

shirt, and my mind goes blank. 4

My heart races as I stare at those delicious abs, the way his body flexes,

and my gaze falls on the tattoo on his arm as he tosses his shirt aside and looks at me. “Take your heels off.” He commands, and I look down before obeying. I purse my lips, looking at him as he begins to

circle me.

“Spit it out.” He snarls, making me jump.

“What?” I ask, looking at him with

surprise.

“Whatever’s on your mind, from this day forward you are not an omega but my fiancé. An equal. And unless you act like it, we won’t get through this.” He says, walking off to the shelves on the side.

I hesitate before frowning; my freedom is riding on this. I have to do my best and behave fearlessly. I nod to myself before looking at his back, trying not to stare at his ass. I wonder what it feels like… I’m

sure it would be hard…

“I’m waiting.” He growls, making me blink.

“Uh, I was wondering why you let Alistair do my makeup if you were going to bring me here to train,” I state bravely.

He pauses, and my heart skips a beat as

he cranes his neck, looking back at me. So you got sass.” I hope I didn’t get into trouble… he told me to answer. I stay

silent until he comes back with some

boxing gloves. “Warm up, then put these on. Let’s see what you’ve got.” He tosses

the gloves at me, and I catch them, placing them aside.

Warm up… just like in Physical Ed at school. I drop onto the floor, wishing I

wasn’t wearing jeans. I wasted time

getting dressed for no reason at all. I am

not happy but I can’t really blame him, he

did say training began in the morning… After a good five minutes of doing my

stretches; I stand up, very aware of the

prince’s gaze on me.

He now steps closer. “Put the gloves on.”

I obey as he continues watching me.

“From what I have learned, they will have

a match of physical strength between the

Lunas. Even if you fail one or two tasks,

but I at least need

are strong

position.” He gestures me

me. Let’s

stare up at him, trying

his sizzling

I gulp and he smirks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to train.

later.” 2

blushed deeper. My

when he raises a

command

hesitated. Did he want me to

him? I didn’t know much, but I will try my best. I have watched Sinclair

to imitate

commands and taking a deep breath, I move forward and punch him with all the might I

I whimper, waiting for his anger, but there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at those abs, why was

hard!

cocks a brow and

a punch.”

train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing

wrist.

to train?” He

I check

trying not to focus on the

his V disappears into his sweatpants,

I always thought

knew

he throws

behind me. I gasp when he grips my waist, my heart

your shoulders. Don’t keep them so together or you will lose your balance.” He commands. I nod trying to

moves back am I able to focus.

showed me, and

it in you to

you do better under pressure

heart thuds as he does

I

Neither.”

Then how do you

I reply, freezing when I realise that I just said his name. My heart thuds as he grips my elbow, turning me to face him. I was so lost in trying to do

didn’t even think! 2

His eyes are burning red and

force.” My nightmare flashes before my eyes and I try to pull free as

growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

I whisper. Our eyes lock

gaze dips

before a cold small smirk crosses

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

centre of my neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now… Then we’ll do this your way. I am going

say quietly and I mean it, because this was important for

punch bags. Saying I needed to build my stamina, and so I did. Using the few combos, he showed me against the punch bag. He left me after a while and began using one of the other boxing bags. His every punch hit

back with

when his hand or leg would make

his rage and anger as he channels it all into

was powerful, and when the bag split through the middle, he swore, stepping back. Looking down at