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

are strong

He gestures me to

“Attack me. Let’s see what

I stare up at him,

his sizzling body, in

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

later.” 2

deeper. My cheeks burn and

off when he raises

his command

he

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

imitate a

with all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight with his stomach. Pain shoots up my

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

hard!

a brow and steps back.

throw a punch.” Despite

to train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing

wrist.

you want to train?” He asks. “Imitate me.” His stance shifts

I check

to focus on the way

of his V disappears into his sweatpants, and

did. I always thought it would

if I knew some moves to

he throws a

comes behind me. I gasp when he grips my waist, my heart thundering. He nudges my

to your shoulders. Don’t keep them so together or

he moves back am I

me, and he

do have it in

Mouse, do you do better

thuds as he

I

Neither.”

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 to do

didn’t even think! 2

His eyes are burning red and

before my eyes and I

growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

Our

dips to my

before a cold small smirk crosses his

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now…

us.” I say quietly and I mean it, because this was important for the

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

it back with

hand or leg would make contact with it

rage and anger as he channels it all into

middle, he swore,