His Dark Obsession

38. Voicing my Darkest Fear

EVANGELINE.

His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I look up at him.

How could he?

I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously. Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court. and would not be ideal for the tournament.

“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to rise.

“Let’s not do this here.” I whisper back, “If you want to talk l-lets take it outside.”

I’m scared to be alone with him anywhere, but he is going to ruin this before we even have a chance to prove we can do this, and to aim for that crown and my freedom.

“Let’s.” He says, his arm snakes around my waist, his hand painfully tight on my waist. He leads me out of the doors I had just entered. They swing shut behind us, blocking out all sounds of the merriment from within.

Zedkiel came to a stop, and I look up, only to see Sinclair standing there. His eyes are cold as they meet Zedkiel’s, and I realise they aren’t as beautiful as I once found them….

He just doesn’t look the same… I look at Zedkiel, with his delicious hot chocolate skin, and those eyes. that remind me of honey and jewels, which makes my heart sk*p a beat. He is beautiful. My heart thuds as I turn away, realising something with shock.

I have begun to feel something for him… How is that possible?

My heart thumps with this realisation and I look back at Sinclair once more. Yes, he’s handsome, but I feel

nothing.

“Out of my way.” Zedkiel snarls, bringing me from my shocked thoughts.

Sinclair simply looks at me before moving to his right, so he is directly in front of me.

“Of course.” He says, his eyes stuck on me.

I frown. Sinclair is making stuff so much worse for me. Does he not realise that if he makes Zedkiel angrier, he’ll take it out on me? Does he even care for me, aside from his own selfish reasons!?

I’m about to turn away when suddenly Zedkiel pulls me behind him, and I hear a resounding crunch and a grunt as Sinclair st*ggers back, clutching his bleeding nose that Zedkiel had just punched. My eyes fly open as they snap to Zedkiel, who raises his fist to his lips, blowing off imaginary dust as he glares murderously at Sinclair.

I will kill you.” He snarls before dragging me away. I bite back the cry of pain from the rough pull as he yanks me down the hallway until he opens a random door and

my own heart thud even louder and I turn

need to listen before you react.” I

saw enough.” He snarls,

my fists, hoping that I can hold. my ground. I’m tired of being treated like

wanted to see. I told Sinclair to back off… you might not realise it Zedkiel, but I am going to do my best, for your crown, and for my freedom. Why would I sabotage that?”

is all I ever

watching me intently. “Care to explain why. you smelt of him, then?” He

I look him square in the eye, a ringing in my ear growing. “Because just like you, he tried to manhandle me. You may not see it Prince Zedkiel… but you two are far more similar than

a mischief maker!’ A

not. I’m

that Evangeline,

doesn’t matter, I’ll do

‘Promise?’

reality, and I realise he had just snapped his fingers in

thumping heart. “W-what…

scanning my eyes before he turns away.

want me, yet you both only hurt me…” I trail off, realising that, that isn’t true…

will make you change your mind. Let’s return before we’re missed.” He replies coldly, turning away from me.

skin looks so beautiful… I can feel him watching me and I tilt my head up to look at him. It didn’t

me many times too… whilst he… he hurts. me a lot with his

from the door handle, and I reach out to

until the deal is fulfilled, and I set you free, you still belong to me… and who knows, you might just not want to leave.” His voice is husky and low, and he pins my wrists to the door next to my head, his eyes raking over me. His words make my heart sk*p a beat, but no matter what, I

knowing what he was capable of,

but it only gives him access to my mouth. One that he

slowly pull back, reminding myself that I can’t get too close, just in case something happens like last time. “We need to return to

hard and emotionless again. I feel something squeeze inside, knowing I was hurting him, but I am scared too… I’m scared that he will

well.” Zedkiel says once we are back

fallen. I am exhausted. The questions that some of the Lunas had thrown at me

had he said anything to me all evening. As for Sinclair, he and Celia seemed oddly fitting. He was with her, yet his gaze

the wedding, there was a dinner for the pack members, and then there was a court

as I slide my heels off, wiggling my toes.

gained weight as the hours passed!