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?”

that and I look down at her, but she’s staring

her face.

“Hmm?”

a hybrid, correct?” She

“Yeah.”

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

feel like there’s something else on her mind,

sighs softly and shakes her head. “Just… I once read that the most powerful Lycans can

irritation rushing through me, forget talking to others… mine hasn’t even talked

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

read something similar.” She

it just felt… strange. Random even. I don’t push it

day ahead of us tomorrow.”

nothing more after that, and soon she’s fast

caress her hair slowly. My gaze dips

needed to break into

away, wanting to just close my eyes for a

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

sort of discussion? Or strategic questioning? I

our names, heights, ranks, and a complete f*cking profile of all the contending couples. We were assigned quarters that were shut

to block our mind links but not harm us. Now

I can see Evangeline standing there with the other Lunas on the balcony above us, but

holds this different kind of air around her… or maybe it’s just the fact I’m becoming obsessed with her… Her hair is braided,

eyes meet and her words from last night ring

(FLASHBACK)

may I ask

it?”

breath. “I’m your Luna now.

I had claimed her as one would

wish. Everyone knows we are mated now, there’s no need.” I reply

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 right to wear

(END OF FLASHBACK)

branding her on the skin a step too far?

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 oozing off

looks up, seeing me watching him,

want you dead pup, no one can stop

as Dad and four of the court members enter, taking their

on

Dad says, motioning to

other three. I already know who they

with something fairly easy… It’s just a little game of strategy. Each of you is given a similar scenario written in the file in front of you, and you are to explain exactly how you would overcome the situation. Let’s just

He never smiles.