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 and rip him to shreds?”

feel a flash of irritation and pain rush

I don’t care for him. I gave

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

that was just for this tournament, right?” He says mockingly, his hold

my cheek with the thumb of his other

about his touch. It’s the touch

who could rip through my

up at him, “Yes it

But…

“Exactly, so let’s not act so

satisfy you, then I can’t stop you, but

move. I don’t care

believing, then there’s nothing I can say that

But… before or after, do take a second to look

say quietly as I grab his wrist and slowly tug free. from his painful

to go

say anyway. 3

tried… the rest is up to Zedkiel. I turn away from him and step back into the

tears that escaped. They’re burning now… I let

wash away the rest of the soap. The tears were only a few

over every little

I can feel his rage and hear the thudding of his heart as

with what

his rigid back. He’s half-drenched, but he’s

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

Zedkiel. They need to work

My dark mate… What did that mean? I

he has the

and is the only one who can tell me.

things he may already

I wrap the towel around myself, and he turns, glancing at me.

that feel extremely tender thanks to the shampoo.

and into the bedroom, grabbing satin shorts and a matching cami; I put them on

comb through my

tension in this room is suffocating, but although it looks like I’m

call on his Lycan… I

I just hope

not paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off

moment I’m staring at his a*s in

I look away quickly, not wanting him to catch me

there relaxing my breathing and when I feel

to react as the blanket is pulled slightly, and I can feel

body behind me.

I feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault. If he

phone, this wouldn’t have

who kept it.’ The voice comes in my head, making me

the cruel tone in her

say back, wondering if

Nothing.

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

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silently, waiting for Zedkiel to fall asleep, relieved

rather than leave and soon when his breathing becomes steady and heavy, I slowly

him. His arm is under his head, and he’s lying

and his chest rises

Slowly I sit up, and look at him; how do

way is during sex, or when he

to go down that path with Zedkiel again, not

that argument.

is steady and for a moment, I find myself

more beautiful when he isn’t frothing at

rage.

Ok here

you hear me?” I ask softly, leaning closer. I gently place my hand on his

off, but he doesn’t

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

other night.”

eyes snap open and I’m staring

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

my eyes open the moment I feel my Lycan struggling

all to