His Dark Obsession

Rules

EVANGELINE.

I stare in the mirror, towelling my wet hair. The sun that shines through the steamy bathroom window really makes my skin glow and highlights the freckles along my nose and cheeks. Zedkiel’s words return to me, and my heart skips a beat.

‘I wouldn’t intentionally hurt you…‘

I smile faintly, his words basking me in warmth. I’m glad I told him about my nightmares, and I hope he understands that if I do get jumpy or scared, it’s because of those dreams. Everything he had told me last night replays in my mind, and I believe there is a connection between us.

The nightmares and his experience with the Shadow Wolf, a description that fit me perfectly was proof of that connection… but are we dangerous to one another? Sure, he had hurt me, but I saw the sincerity in his eyes. He hadn’t meant to.

But there is something that niggles at my mind. Last night he hadn’t completed his sentence… there was more to say before he stopped; ‘When I step into his life‘… at the end of that sentence, there was something he didn’t tell me… for what reason, I’m not sure.

I sigh, placing the towel down. I unwrap the one I have around my body and look down at my breast. The bruise was healing fast… I wrap the towel around myself again, looking forward to visiting the oracle. I’m certain she will have some answers…

Last night I dreamt of Zedkiel kissing me and just when he was about to go down on me, I had woken up.

I sigh as I return to the bedroom, my gaze falling to the bed. The side I slept on was rumpled, but the other was completely untouched. Once again, he hadn’t slept here… My heart thuds and I furrow my brows, getting lost in my thoughts, remembering the way he had held my hand, guiding me through the darkness. My stomach flutters and I frown. What is this? Am I fickle? Not long ago, I was swooning over Sinclair and now that’s just somehow been replaced by the man I want.

Wait, what did I just say… The man I want?

My heart thunders as I realise what I had just thought.

No! I mean I can’t, I don’t! How can I possibly have feelings for him? We have to stay away from one another, and then, when this tournament is over, I’ll be gone.

I take a shuddering breath, placing a hand on my chest when the door opens and I jump, only to see Zedkiel standing there, a thin layer of sweat covering his shirtless body, wearing nothing but grey sweatpants that emphasise his manhood incredibly well. It was obvious he had just returned from training.

My core clenches and I feel my cheeks burn as I stare at him. My eyes snap to his face, only to realise he’s as distracted as I am. His eyes rake over my body in this tiny towel… I clutch the front to me, feeling extremely self–conscious… His eyes flicker red before they return to normal.

He steps into the room; the door shutting behind him and he closes the gap between us, making my heart thump violently. The way he walks oozes dominance and power and there is just something incredibly sexy about that.

What is wrong with me?

I step back, only for him to take hold of my chin, forcing me to look up at him. “If you don’t want to tempt me… then don’t look at me like that.” He growls, his gaze dipping to my lips.

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“l–it isn’t that… I just…”

I don’t know what to say…

and he cocks a brow. “Or is what I said becoming the

feel my cheeks heating up as

say firmly, my eyes fluttering shut when he runs his knuckles down

says otherwise.” He growls, suddenly

against him. I can hear his

trail off, feeling

a part of me that’s telling me to move away but I can’t… his hand

What am I doing?

his lips meet my neck. Delicious sparks of pleasure rush through me and I find myself digging my nails into his biceps. He’s taking it slow, almost as if

and he sucks lightly on my skin and when a

changes, and he’s devouring me. His tongue flicks out, running along my lips before he slips it into my mouth, exploring every inch. He hoists me up, and I gasp when I feel

naked ass as he

he turns us and places me on the bed. His

What if he loses control… He pulls away, looking into my eyes, his fingers running through my black locks before he slowly gets off the bed. His cold exterior returns and I slowly sit up,

announced after breakfast.” He says coldly before he turns and enters the bedroom. The door slams behind him with a violent bang,

I suddenly feel cold.

What am I doing?

Evangeline… Let me help you.‘

and I look

is that? Why am I hearing

for a moment before I get

spare me a glance and only when we sat down in

a woman too, Kara Irisian, the niece of the Alpha of the Night Dust Pack and to my surprise, the Alpha’s daughter

competition is made up of strong women… and all are of Alpha

look at Sinclair,

get right into this.” Alpha King Ambrose says as he stands at the podium, the huge

tournament shall commence. The trials and tests will pitch. the contestants against one another to see who is most fitting for the title of our future rulers. We will have eight couples and there will be a mix of tests. Some, where the Alphas will be pitched against one another, others where the Lunas will face off against one another. Then there will

the air as he scans us all, before he turns to the screen where the text is replaced by the eight couples names, and I stare at mine and Zedkiel’s… Right above Sinclair’s who would have thought such a day would come? I always thought I wanted

subconsciously I have leaned into him. Our eyes meet before I slowly

if we are to get past this it’s going to have to be me reassuring him of what I’m ok with… because I’m the

this is just temporary and that in the end, I’ll be leaving,

selection of situations, and the result will be based on the answers, the second round, which shall take place on the same day, is between the Lunas. They will be put in a situation where they will have to deal with a certain emergency. Again,

we aren’t being told exactly what kind of situation… I look up at Zedkiel, who is watching his father calculatingly, but

for our future, and I will hope that all contestants and of course the families of those participating remember

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I. I move away from his touch, blushing lightly, his father smiles at me before