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.

and look at Maryka, who had an expression that I recognise pretty well on her face. The look of someone who doesn’t really like me but 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

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

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

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

and I

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

the jarring pain shoot up my arm as her punch

clumsy punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around, and

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

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

I hope I

all of my force into 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

“That was low.”

are no rules,” I reply, glancing at the machine behind her once again. She runs at me, and I do the

leg up

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

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

wins.” Zedkiel says, his voice

slowly getting

interest.

Are you

out to her. She smacks it

a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling the

She had done a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

ground.” He says firmly, looking down at the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding from her nose. “You shouldn’t be

happy to spar

yet the moment you got

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

looks up sharply. “Zedkiel… they