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?”

and I look down at her, but she’s staring at my chest, a frown

her face.

“Hmm?”

hybrid, correct?” She

“Yeah.”

on her bottom lip. “So your Lycan… is it him who thirsts

else on her mind, something she isn’t quite able to say. “Why do you

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

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

a Lycan that can converse with others for centuries. The last that was rumoured to be able to do so, was around seven hundred years ago at the

see… Yes, I read something similar.” She says

just felt… strange. Random even.

a long day

She says nothing more after that, and soon

her head tilted back on my arm, and I caress her hair slowly. My gaze dips to her breasts that are pressed against my chest, wondering why

ravishing, and a complete sex doll… one I just needed to break into the life of sin and pleasure… but there’s

just close my eyes

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 take that title, ready to show them

Some sort of discussion? Or strategic questioning? I wasn’t exactly sure, but I knew it is going to be

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

everyone was given a potion, something to block our mind links but not harm us. Now

for the spectators… I can see Evangeline standing there with the

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

words from last night ring in my

(FLASHBACK)

may I

is it?” I

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

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

as you wish. Everyone knows we are mated now, there’s no need.”

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

(END OF FLASHBACK)

branding her on the skin a step too

in crying over it. I look around the table smirking when the pup Sinclair takes his assigned seat opposite me.

me watching him,

you dead pup, no one can stop

anything as Dad and four of the court

all turn towards them. Chasyn is on my left, with

Dad says,

three. I already know who they are. Philip, Franco, Cole,

this tournament 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

He never smiles.