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,

not an issue, but I at

that you are

position.” He gestures

him. “Attack me. Let’s see

up at him,

his sizzling body, in

and forcing me to look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to train.

later.” 2

ever blushed deeper. My cheeks burn

he

command

hesitated. Did he want me to

him? I didn’t know much, but I will

to imitate

all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight with his

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

hard!

cocks a brow and steps back.

to throw a punch.” Despite my failure,

allowed to train.” I mumble, feeling

wrist.

“Did you want to train?” He

I

focus on the

or the way that ridge of his

always thought it would

knew some moves

he throws

comes 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

moves back am

showed me,

have it in you to learn. Tell

do you do better under pressure or

heart thuds as

and I imitate

Neither.”

Then how do you

my stance right. “By working hard, not everything is done by 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

didn’t even think! 2

you just say?” His eyes are burning red and

my eyes and

that.” He growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

I whisper. Our eyes

dips to my

a cold small

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

of my neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now… Then we’ll

won’t disappoint us.” I say quietly and I mean it, because this was important

nods before he steps back, his eyes hardening as he commands me to work out on one of the 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

it back with every punch.

would make contact

his rage and anger as he channels it all into the bag.

bag split through the middle, he