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

continue to beg just for me to not step out and rip

and pain rush through

already told you I don’t care for him. I gave myself

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

just for this tournament, right?” He says mockingly, his hold on me still

cheek with the thumb

his touch. It’s the touch of

through my skin if he

up at him, “Yes it

But…

“Exactly, so let’s not act

will satisfy you, then I can’t stop

It’s a poor move. I don’t care

nothing

a second to

it.” I say quietly as I grab his

eyes are stinging and I just want to go wash them out. There

say anyway. 3

to Zedkiel. I

my eyes and the few stray tears that escaped. They’re burning now…

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

over every

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

obviously struggling with what

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

talk to his Lycan

can’t tell Zedkiel. They need

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

he has the

only one who can tell

he may

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

with red eyes that feel extremely tender thanks to

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

a comb through my

The tension in this room is suffocating, but although it looks

Lycan… I simply plan to pretend to sleep until he falls

hope he

paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his sweatpants

moment I’m staring at his a*s

him to catch me staring and get into

to my head. I stay there relaxing my breathing and when

the blanket is pulled slightly, and I can feel the heat

body behind me.

feel angry. This is Sinclair’s

this wouldn’t have

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

the cruel tone in

was scared.’ I say back, wondering if

Nothing.

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

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lay there silently, waiting for Zedkiel to fall

and soon when his breathing becomes steady and heavy,

and he’s lying on his back, his

and his chest

I sit up, and look at him; how

the only way is during sex, or when

I don’t think I’m ready to go down that path with Zedkiel

that argument.

steady and for a moment, I find myself admiring his features.

much more beautiful when he

rage.

Ok here

you hear me?” I ask softly, leaning closer. I gently place

right off, but he doesn’t

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

other night.”

eyes snap open and I’m staring into a

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

the moment I feel

to stay