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

just for me to not step out and

flash of irritation and pain rush through me, and I

I don’t care for him. I

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

tournament, right?” He says mockingly, his hold

as he caresses my cheek with the thumb of his

touch. It’s

rip through my

at

But…

let’s not act so innocent.” He says

will satisfy you, then I can’t stop

I don’t care for him, nor do I miss

set on believing, then there’s nothing I can say

after, do take a second to look through that phone and then tell me if

ever used it.” I say quietly as I grab his wrist and slowly tug free. from

and I just want to go

say anyway. 3

Zedkiel. I turn away from him and step back into the

tears that escaped.

soap. The tears were only a

crying over every

he’s still here… I can feel his rage and hear the thudding of his heart

struggling with

the water off, looking at his rigid back. He’s half-drenched, but he’s unbothered.

towel. I need to talk to his Lycan again… I need

Zedkiel. They need

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

he has the

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

he may already

myself, and he turns, glancing at

eyes that feel extremely tender thanks to the shampoo.

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

comb through

but although it

Lycan… I

hope he

into bed not paying attention to

moment I’m staring at his a*s in those fitted

away quickly, not wanting him to catch me staring and

stay there relaxing my breathing and

not to react as the blanket is pulled slightly, and

body behind me.

This is Sinclair’s fault. If he didn’t give

phone, this

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

churns at the cruel tone in her voice.

I say

Nothing.

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

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there silently, waiting for Zedkiel to fall asleep,

his breathing

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

and his chest rises

up, and look at him; how do you

during sex, or

don’t think I’m ready to go down that

that argument.

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

a work of art…. he looks so much more beautiful when he isn’t frothing at the

rage.

Ok here goes

ask softly, leaning

rip my hand right off, but he doesn’t move. “I need to speak

you can hear me, please can you come forth.

other night.”

open

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

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

to stay in