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.

disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to focus on winning and doing my best. All

me again, and this time I duck. Moving aside, I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s

“Fight!” She exclaims.

when

room, an idea occurring to me, move

and I

back, the breath knocked. from me. I gasp as I try to regain myself only

the jarring pain shoot up my

of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around, and pushes me

when I land with a thump on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel

machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect

I hope I don’t overdo

my feet, throwing 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 up

“That was low.”

again. She runs at me, and I do the same, but instead of attacking her, I jump, grabbing onto the

leg up

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 at the woman

my ear. The adrenaline rushes through me. My head hurt from when she pulled my hair and my entire body was bruised from her

Zedkiel says, his voice holding

still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who is

interest.

you

her. She

on my shoulder.

done a lot more damage

wouldn’t heal. 1

says firmly, looking down at the woman who, to

happy to

the moment you got

I hate fake people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my

looks up sharply. “Zedkiel… they