His Dark Obsession

25. A Match

EVANGELINE.

“Ok then, on three. One… Two… Three!” Chasyn signal goes and in a blink, Maryka darts at me, punching me across the face. I gasp as my head snaps to the side, feeling the jarring pain in my

neck and cheeks as I stumble back.

Zedkiel snarls, about to step forward. At the

same time Chasyn does, his eyes widening in

alarm and fear for his Luna. “It’s fine. We’re

fine. Please.” I whisper to Zedkiel, the taste of

blood in my mouth. My heart thumps loudly and I look at the brunette. A competitive glint in

her eyes.

Of course, there will be… they will all want to

win…

“Let them go at it, it will help Evangeline.” Chasyn murmurs, walking around to his

brother. I have a feeling it’s to stop him in case he tries something against Maryka. Zedkiel’s eyes narrow but he says nothing, his eyes burning red…

I focus on Maryka, thinking she went straight

for the face.

“Are there any rules?” I ask.

“None.” Zedkiel replies coldly.

pretending for others… It was disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to

launches herself at me again, and this time I duck. Moving aside, I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

scan the room, an idea occurring to me, move to the

and I

gasp as I try to regain myself only for her to punch me

I block my head, feeling the jarring

my own. She catches my

my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I was disappointing

from one of the large weight training machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect with her stomach. Grabbing her

Goddess, I hope I

myself and straight into the machinery behind us. I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper that comes from her before her body lands on the floor. I spin around, getting up as she

“That was low.”

runs at me, and I do the same, but instead of attacking

up

tries to block, but she doesn’t expect it and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop to the ground, stumbling as I turn to look

me. My head hurt from when she pulled my hair and my entire body was bruised from her kicks and

his voice holding a hint of

makes his way over to her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel,

interest.

Are you alright?” I

She smacks it away and

for Zedkiel to place a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the pain

had done a lot more damage

wouldn’t heal. 1

the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding from her nose.

were happy to

yet the moment you got hurt, you

fake people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my woman unless it’s completely

looks up sharply.