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 him to

flash of irritation and pain rush

I don’t care for him.

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

that was just for this tournament, right?” He

my cheek with the thumb of his other hand. But there’s

about his touch. It’s

through

up at him,

But…

“Exactly, so let’s not act

then I can’t stop you, but for someone

a poor move. I don’t care for him, nor do I miss him but if

you’re set on believing, then there’s nothing I can say that will

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

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

stinging and I just want to go wash them out.

say anyway. 3

Zedkiel. I turn away from him and step back into

stray tears that

rest of the soap. The tears were only a

I stopped crying over every little thing?

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

struggling with what

at his

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

tell Zedkiel. They need to work

did that mean? I know there are some things I’m certain

he has the

to and is the only one who can

he may

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

thanks to the shampoo. I

shorts and a matching cami;

comb through my

suffocating, but although it looks like I’m getting

sleep, I want to call on his Lycan… I

just hope he

attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his

moment I’m staring at his a*s

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

stay there relaxing my breathing and when I feel the bed

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

body behind me.

angry. This is

phone, this wouldn’t have

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

churns at the cruel tone in

I say back, wondering

Nothing.

to ask the Oracle. I needed to find out

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to fall

and soon when his breathing

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

and his chest rises and falls

up, and look at him; how do you summon a

during sex, or when he

anger him? But I don’t think I’m ready to go down that path with

that argument.

His breathing is steady and for a moment, I

looks so much more beautiful when

rage.

Ok here goes

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

Zedkiel to rip my hand right off, but he

can you come

other night.”

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

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

eyes open the moment I feel my Lycan struggling

all to