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?”

I look down at her, but she’s staring at my

her face.

“Hmm?”

hybrid, correct?”

“Yeah.”

slightly, biting on her bottom lip. “So your Lycan… is it him who thirsts for

I feel like there’s something else on her mind, something she isn’t quite able to say. “Why

I once read that the most powerful Lycans can converse through their human to others. Can any of

frown, a sliver of irritation rushing through me, forget talking to others… mine hasn’t even

in our family with a Lycan that can converse with others for centuries. The last that was rumoured to be

see… Yes, I read something similar.”

ask that… it just felt… strange. Random even. I

a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” I

nothing more after that, and soon she’s fast

my arm, and I caress her hair slowly. My gaze

beautiful, ravishing, and a complete sex doll… one I just needed to break into the life of sin and

wanting to just close my eyes for

some sort of game to be won. I guess it is, and only the best will make it. I’m ready to take that title, ready to show them that

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

had arrived last night, I saw 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

Second, everyone was given a potion, something to block our mind links but not harm us. Now I f*cking know

spectators… I can

just the fact I’m becoming obsessed with her… Her hair is braided, a few

her words from last night

(FLASHBACK)

may I

it?” I

down before taking a deep breath. “I’m your Luna

her, realising what she means. I had claimed her as one would an Omega… commanding her to always have her

we are mated now, there’s no need.” I reply coldly, turning my back on

she isn’t my plaything… but my Luna…. Don’t get me wrong, I plan to play with her and there will be

(END OF FLASHBACK)

branding her on the skin a step too

past, so 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

watching

want you dead pup, no one can stop

say anything as Dad and four of the court members

on my left, with Ragnar on

us begin.” Dad says, motioning

I already know who they are. Philip, Franco, Cole, and Raoul. All

scenario written 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 is a written test…”

He never smiles.