His Dark Obsession

46*** First Round

ZEDKIEL.

This feels good… I wrap my arms tighter around the woman I’m holding in my arms, and she laughs softly, a sound that sounds oddly familiar…

“I missed you.” She whispers, placing her hand over mine and guiding it to her breast. “Did you miss me? My Prince?”

I frown slightly, my eyes feeling too heavy to open.

Missed me? Who is she?

Who cares… As long as I can enjoy her…..

I squeeze her breast, placing soft kisses along her neck. Her intoxicating scent lulling me into a sense of security. A soft moan escapes her and then a shriek makes my eyes fly open, and I see Evangeline jump from the bed, dragging the duvet with her.

F*ck, was I just feeling her up in her sleep?

I don’t let any emotion show on my face as she stares at me with wide eyes, her heart thumping and her cheeks flush a gorgeous shade of pink.

“What are you doing?” She asks with a frown.

“Sleeping.” I say, placing my arms under my head. Sleeping after sex is pretty neat, rather than waking up to a dead body shredded and thrown around the room… It’s been years since I’ve experienced this… and this was by far the best I can remember…

Her gaze shifts to my h*rd-on, thanks to her taking the duvet off the bed. I’m naked. She quickly looks around before she hurries to the wardrobe and takes out a pair of sweatpants.

“P-put them on. I don’t want to see it.” She says in a flustered whisper, making my eyebrow shoot up.

“What? You seemed to enjoy it when it was inside of you.” I retort, sitting up and slipping the pants on.

She doesn’t reply, and I glance back at her to see her pouting. I smirk slightly, thinking she looks f**king fine standing there and holding the duvet to her. I think she doesn’t realise there’s a mirror right behind her that is giving me the perfect view of her a*s… One I want to grab and f*ck.

“Get in bed.” I command as she grabs a shirt from the drawer and she nods, but she first slips my shirt on before shuffling back to the bed and fixing the duvet. She sits on the bed gingerly and gazes out at the rising sun. Her expression is serious, and I inhale deeply. Her scent has changed. It’s mixed with mine, and that in itself makes me feel even more possessive

“What’s on your mind?” I ask her.

She looks at me and shakes her head, wincing slightly as she gets under the duvet. She’s obviously still sore from last night. I yank her into my arms, and she looks up at me, her heart s**pping a beat.

“If 1 want to hold my wife, I can.” I say coldly.

For a moment I feel like she wants to say something, probably refuse me, but she doesn’t. Instead, she allows me to place her head on my arm and pull her against my chest. It’s light outside and although I know we need to prep for tomorrow… This tranquil calmness is… beautiful….

I close my eyes and after a few moments, she relaxes into my hold, although she keeps wriggling against c*ck. I don’t think she realises that’s just f*cking turning me on all over again. She finally seems to

my

relax once my d*ck is pressed against her thigh.

We are both still, and my breathing is steady. I’m nearly falling asleep again, when I hear her sigh softly.

“Zed?”

down

her face.

“Hmm?”

hybrid,

“Yeah.”

lip. “So your Lycan… is

nods again, but I feel like there’s something else on her mind, something she isn’t

once read that the most powerful

of irritation rushing through me, forget talking to others…

a Lycan that can converse with others for centuries. The last that was rumoured to be able to do so, was around

see… Yes, I read

strange. Random even. I

a long day ahead of us tomorrow.”

She says nothing more after that, and soon she’s fast

and steady, her head tilted back on my arm, and I caress her hair slowly. My gaze dips to her breasts

just needed to break into

wanting to just close my eyes for

day of the tournament. I can tell it’s become something for all the pack members to watch as if this was some sort of game to be won. I guess it is, and only the best will make it. I’m ready to

with the eight of us seated around a table with members of the court. Some sort of discussion? Or strategic questioning? I wasn’t exactly sure, but

the screens along the pack grounds and around the palace grounds. displaying our names, heights, ranks, and a complete f*cking profile of all the contending couples. We were assigned quarters that were shut off from certain parts of the castle, and from here on out, we had to a*ide by certain

important. Second, everyone was given a potion, something to block our mind links but not

room, ready for this test to be displayed for the spectators… I can see Evangeline standing there with the other Lunas on the balcony above

air around her… or maybe it’s just the fact I’m becoming obsessed with her… Her hair is braided, a few strands framing

words from last night ring

(FLASHBACK)

I ask

is it?” I ask

looks down before taking a deep breath. “I’m your Luna now. Must I always

she means. I had claimed her as one would an Omega… commanding her to always have her back on show,

Everyone knows we are mated now, there’s no

should have told her… she isn’t my plaything… but my Luna…. Don’t get me wrong, I plan to play with her and there will be a time she’ll be begging for my c*ck, but she’s so much more than that, and she has the

(END OF FLASHBACK)

the skin a step too

no point in crying over it. I look around the table smirking when the pup Sinclair takes his assigned seat opposite me. He’s been tight-lipped since he saw Evangeline this morning. My scent must be

looks up, seeing me watching him, and

want you dead pup, no one can stop

he doesn’t say anything as Dad and four of the court

them. Chasyn is on my left, with Ragnar on

begin.” Dad says,

other three. I already know who they are. Philip, Franco, Cole, and Raoul. All four are members of the

in the file in front of you, and you are to explain exactly how you would overcome the situation. Let’s just say this one

He never smiles.