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,

issue, but I at least

that you are

position.” He gestures me

him. “Attack me. Let’s see

stare up at

to his sizzling body, in

sweatpants… I gulp and he smirks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up into

later.” 2

blushed deeper. My cheeks burn and I pout. “I wasn’t….”

he

command

hesitated. Did he

much, but I will try my best.

to imitate

and punch him with all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight

but there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at those

hard!

brow and steps back.

even know how to throw a punch.” Despite my

to train.” I mumble, feeling

wrist.

want to train?” He asks. “Imitate

forward. I check out

trying not to focus on

looks or the way that ridge of his V disappears into his sweatpants, and

I always thought

knew

I say as he throws

grips my waist, my heart thundering. He

level to your shoulders. Don’t keep them so together or you will lose your balance.” He

moves back am I able to focus.

he showed me, and

in

you do

thuds as

and I

Neither.”

Then how do you expect to

fear or force Zedkiel.” 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

didn’t even think! 2

you just say?” His eyes are burning red and my stomach

force.” My nightmare flashes before my eyes and I

that.” He growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

Our

gaze dips to

before a cold small smirk

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

me right now…

mean it, because this was important

out on one of the punch bags. Saying I needed to build my stamina, and so I did. Using the few combos, he

it back with every punch.

his hand or leg would make contact with it also sent a promising

anger as he channels it all

through the middle, he swore, stepping