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?”

feel a flash of irritation and pain rush through me, and

don’t care for him.

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

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

cheek with the thumb

about his touch. It’s the touch of

through my skin if he

up at him,

But…

“Exactly, so let’s not act so innocent.”

satisfy you, then I can’t

I don’t care for him, nor

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

I grab his wrist and slowly tug free. from his

want to go wash them out. There is nothing

say anyway. 3

I tried… the rest is up to Zedkiel. I turn away

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

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

crying over every little

his

obviously struggling with

the water off, looking at his rigid

towel. I need to talk to his Lycan again…

need to

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

he has the

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

he may already

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

with red eyes that feel extremely tender thanks to

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

a comb

The tension in this room is suffocating, but although it

Lycan… I simply plan to pretend to sleep until

hope he

paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his sweatpants

moment I’m staring at his

not wanting him to

there relaxing my breathing and

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

body behind me.

feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault. If

phone, this

who kept it.’ The voice comes in

the cruel tone in

I say

Nothing.

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

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for Zedkiel to fall

than leave and soon when his breathing becomes steady

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

and his chest

look at him; how do

way is during sex, or when he loses control.

I’m ready to go down that path with Zedkiel again,

that argument.

is steady and for a moment,

much more beautiful when he isn’t frothing at

rage.

here goes

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

for Zedkiel to rip my hand right off, but he doesn’t move.

me, please can you come

other night.”

brow furrows before his eyes snap open and I’m staring into a

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

my eyes open the moment I feel my Lycan

all to stay