His Dark Obsession

51. Seeing Red

ZEDKIEL.

I don’t know what she wants from me. Blistering rage rushes through me and I clench my jaw, my eyes flashing. How dare she…

I’m trying. Trying to show her that I’m on her side, but she can’t even share something so simple as what she’ll ask the Oracle. I have told her everything! We were meant to be in this together.

I punch the wall, feeling the pain jar up my arm, but I’m far too angry to care. What more do I f**king need to do? I get that I’m not the ideal husband or Alpha… but I’ve tried, I’ve tried so f**king hard with her.

I growl, making the guards who stand outside our door flinch.

“A-alpha… if you are to leave, we must accompany you.” One of them says bravely. I almost sneer. Dad placed his most trusted and, in his eyes, his bravest and strongest guards here because I doubt anyone much wanted to even do this job. Being around me is something they’re all afraid of, and don’t trust… just like she doesn’t trust me.

She might act like she does and for a short moment I thought the f**king same, but she doesn’t trust me. Is it because she almost died? But that wasn’t anything to do with me… Well, it did to the extent I’m certain it’s me they want out of this race…

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I run a hand down my face, trying to control myself. I walk down the hall, heading to our quarters. I need to just clear my f**king head.

One of the guards follows and although I know it’s f**king protocol for out-of-tournament hours, it irks me. I enter our quarters and head to the bedroom, not caring when he follows, and I go to the small fridge that stands to the side. I cast him a cold glare, and he bows his head.

“Sorry Alpha Zedkiel… I have to follow…”

I grab a bottle of blood ignoring him, although the dark colour of the bottle disguises that its blood I still didn’t like him around. Not everyone knows what I am… I head into the bathroom slamming the door shut. behind me. I down the full bottle of blood, leaving it on the sink as I stare in the mirror, my eyes returning

to normal.

Did the strange state I saw her in, in the water, have anything to do with what the Shadow Wolf told me in the Chamber of Truth? Should I go down to the chamber again? I know it’s not somewhere that you are allowed to return to… Each royal is only allowed to venture down there once, it’s said that no one can survive a second period in the chamber but why do I feel there must be some answers there. What’s to lose? The worst that will happen is I’ll die, and I don’t think a cave with some kind of entity possessing it

can kill me…

She’s my mate, so why does she see me killing her and why did the Wolf say she will be the one to destroy us all?

I need answers and although I will ask the Oracle, but I will also go to the chamber…

don’t want to leave

take a

still irritated with her refusal to share her question for the Oracle with me. It still stung. Maybe I’m

She’s my

I glare at the guard. “Get out.” I snarl. He bows his head and seems to hesitate,

and I pull open my closet. Stepping inside, I pull on some

I need

out of my room when I

found… whose is it? I glance at the slightly ajar door that leads to the hall. The guard is leaning against the wall, but he isn’t paying attention to me. Quietly, I slip into my office, going over to my desk drawer. I pull it open and pick the phone up. It’s definitely not mine… The way it

spy on me or something? I don’t think so… A sudden thought comes to me and my

Is it Evangeline’s?

racing as I switch it on, glancing at the door. If I’m caught with a phone, I’ll be kicked from the tournament. I pick up a file to cover the phone, just in case someone does come in, and I look at the screen that’s now switched on and loaded with apps. The phone flashes as several

All the messages are from the same sender. S, that’s all it says, I click on the chat

– I miss you, let’s

talk to

‘I care for you, only you. I’m

you marry

get you out of there. I’m already planning

“I know you still want me, Angel.

as I stare at the

may not be even one reply from Evangeline… but she had this phone. She had planned to escape

what I am feeling now. The

How dare she…

leave the

I should have left her to

I hate people

door open to see the room

lock the bedroom door before I walk to the bathroom door. I

to get some

push the door open, my gaze falling on the woman in the shower. She’s running her fingers through her soapy hair; her eyes are closed and soap suds are trailing

a fake… She used her charm to seduce me, her innocent actions to

f**king innocent as she wants, but in the end, it comes down to the fact that she still met up with Sinclair, somewhere, somehow, and was planning her escape. I approach her and she tenses, realising I’m there. Her heart pounds as she c**cks her eyes open, not wanting the shampoo to