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

ball of her feet.

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

idea occurring to me,

and I

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

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

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

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

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

hope I don’t

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.”

runs at me, and I do

swinging my leg up straight at her

block, but she doesn’t expect it and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop

hurt from when she

Zedkiel says, his voice holding a hint

to her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who is

interest.

sorry. Are you alright?” I

to her. She smacks it away

hand on my

done a lot

wouldn’t heal. 1

your ground.” He says firmly, looking down at the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding

loser. You were happy to spar

moment you got

Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my

looks up sharply.