His Dark Obsession

52. Reaching Him

EVANGELINE.

“Listen to me!” I cry, gripping his upper arms as the water soaks us both. My chest

grazes against his and I don’t miss the way his eyes, even full of anger rake over my

breasts, making my stomach flutter.

I know I have made him angry, and I don’t know how he found the phone, but I have to

get through to him. He slams me against the wall, making me gasp as pain shoots

through my back and neck. I squeeze my eyes shut, trying to clear the shampoo from

them.

“I’m done listening.” He snarls, and for a moment his forehead touches mine, his nose

brushing against mine and our hearts are pounding as one. But the moment our eyes

meet, he suddenly lets go of me and turns away.

Is he going to go after Sinclair? Fear envelops me and before he can even step out of

the shower, I wrap my arms around him from behind. It’s not about Sinclair, but what this

could mean for us all. The tournament, and then Grandmother Philomena and Alpha

Aeron, would be devastated too. 2

“Please listen,” I whisper, my heart thumping as he grabs my wrists, tearing them off him.

I can feel the sting of tears washing away the soap from my eyes. He’s almost at the

door, and I know I need to speak

now.

“You can leave Zedkiel, but first you owe me to at least listen. I never called him! Or

turned that phone on! Believe me! You can look for yourself; not once did I make a call or

send a message.”

I don’t know where the strength to speak up came from, but I know if he walks out that

door, there will be things that we aren’t going to be able to fix. He has a temper; he loses

control but deep down past that feral rage of his, he did try with me and so I need to try

with him.

“Please Zed, I promise you I forgot about the phone being there!”

He pauses, his hand on the door frame, and I can feel the anger radiating off him. Not

caring that I’m naked, I bravely step closer and take hold of his upper arm. His jaw is taut

as he glares into the bedroom. His chest is rising and falling, but at least he’s listening.

“When I went to the shops with Lucia, he snuck up on me when I went to the changing

rooms. I was terrified that I’d get caught and get in trouble, so I took the phone, but not

once have I turned it on. I know I should have gotten rid of it but I promise I didn’t want

anything to do with him. Please believe me Zedkiel.” I plead, I’m telling the truth. I’m

trying to fix this.

“The changing rooms. Why am I not surprised.” His eyes flash as he turns towards me,

and I can see the possessiveness mixed with rage in them.

“He was already there when I entered. Nothing happened Zedkiel, I promise.” I don’t

know why, but I’m desperate for him to believe me. 2

He pinches my chin between his fingers, and I try not to whimper in pain as he jerks my

head upwards. He tilts his head, his eyes raking over me. “How low will you fall and

to not step out

I feel a flash of irritation and pain rush through me,

I’ve already told you I don’t care for him. I gave myself to you. Wasn’t that

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

“But that was just for this tournament, right?” He

my cheek with the thumb of his other

It’s the touch

through my skin

look up at him,

But…

so let’s not act

then I can’t stop

King… It’s a poor move. I don’t care

you’re set on believing, then there’s nothing I

do take a second to look

ever used it.” I say quietly as I grab his wrist

and I just want to go wash them out. There is nothing more

say anyway. 3

is up to Zedkiel. I turn away from him and step back

tears that escaped. They’re

rest of the soap. The tears were only a few and I wonder

over

still here… I can feel his rage and hear the thudding of his

with what to

his rigid back. He’s

sigh softly, grabbing a towel. I need to talk to his Lycan again… I

tell Zedkiel. They need to work on

mate… What did that mean? I know there are some

he has the

is the only one who can

things he may

and he turns, glancing at me. I probably

with red eyes that feel extremely tender thanks to the shampoo. I quietly walk

grabbing satin shorts and

a comb

is suffocating, but

I want to call on his Lycan… I simply plan to pretend

just hope

attention to Zedkiel, who

I’m staring at his a*s in those

look away quickly, not wanting him to catch me staring and get into bed,

to my head. I stay there relaxing my breathing and

react as the blanket is pulled slightly, and I

body behind me.

speaks and I feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault. If

phone, this wouldn’t have

voice comes in my head, making

churns at the cruel tone in her voice.

scared.’ I say back,

Nothing.

that is what I needed to ask the Oracle. I needed to

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to fall asleep, relieved

leave and soon when his

him. His arm is under his head, and he’s lying on his back, his eyes are

his chest rises and falls

and look at him; how do

if the only way is during sex, or

think I’m ready to go down

that argument.

is steady and for a moment,

looks so much more beautiful when he isn’t

rage.

here

I ask softly, leaning closer. I

to rip my hand right off, but he doesn’t

hear me, please can you come forth. I need to ask what

other night.”

snap open and I’m staring into a pair of

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

I snap my eyes open the moment I feel my Lycan struggling within me, and it

to stay in