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

not step out and rip him to shreds?”

irritation and pain rush through

care for him. I gave

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

was just for this tournament, right?” He says

cheek with the thumb of his other hand.

about his touch. It’s

rip through my

at him, “Yes it

But…

so let’s not act so innocent.” He says

will satisfy you, then I can’t

future King… It’s a poor move. I don’t care for him, nor do I miss him

nothing I can say that will change

do take a second to look

grab his wrist and slowly

want to go wash them out.

say anyway. 3

I turn away

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

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

over every little thing?

can feel his rage and hear the thudding of his heart

with what

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

grabbing a towel. I need to talk to his Lycan again… I need to ask him why

can’t tell Zedkiel. They need to

What did that mean? I

he has the

is the only one who can tell me. It would save me

things he

and he turns, glancing at me. I

extremely tender thanks to the shampoo. I quietly walk past

and into the bedroom, grabbing satin shorts and

a comb

room is suffocating, but although it looks like I’m getting ready

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

I just hope he doesn’t

paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his sweatpants and for

at his a*s in those fitted

to catch me staring and

to my head. I stay there relaxing my

the blanket is pulled slightly, and I

body behind me.

Neither of us speaks and I feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault.

phone, this wouldn’t

who kept it.’ The voice comes in

at the cruel

say back, wondering if she’ll

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

soon when his

is under his head, and he’s lying on his back, his

chest rises

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

is during sex, or when he

don’t think I’m ready to

that argument.

a moment, I find myself

looks so much more beautiful when he

rage.

Ok here

leaning closer. I gently place my

hand right off,

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

other night.”

his eyes snap open and I’m staring into a pair of

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

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

all to stay in