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.

is pretending for others… It was disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to focus on winning and doing my best. All I need to do is just

the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast, wasting no time in between attacks. I keep ducking and she becomes

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

scan the room, an idea occurring to me,

and I

gasp as I try to regain myself only

I block my head, feeling the jarring pain shoot up my arm as her punch

them. She yanks my hair back and I throw a clumsy punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around,

with a thump on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with

to punch me again, and I realise we are just a few feet away 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 arms, I push all my force into it,

hope I don’t

her over 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

“That was low.”

rules,” I reply, glancing at the machine behind her once again. She runs at me, and I do the same, but

swinging my leg up straight at her

straight with her face. She falls and I drop to

head hurt from when she pulled

voice holding a hint of

slowly

interest.

sorry. Are you alright?” I whisper,

her. She smacks it away

hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the pain in

She had done a

wouldn’t heal. 1

firmly, looking down at the woman who, to

loser. You were happy to

yet the moment you got hurt,

this a warning. Stay away from my woman unless it’s completely

up sharply. “Zedkiel…