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

irritation and pain rush through me, and I glare at

for him. I gave myself to you. Wasn’t that

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

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

thumb of his other hand.

his touch. It’s

could rip through

look up at him, “Yes

But…

so let’s not act so innocent.”

Sinclair will satisfy you, then I can’t stop you, but for

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

you’re set on believing, then there’s nothing I

take a second to look through that phone and then tell

I grab his wrist and slowly tug

to

say anyway. 3

to Zedkiel. I

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

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

I stopped crying over every little thing?

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

with

the water off, looking at his rigid back. He’s

need to talk to his

need

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

he has the

who can tell me.

he may already

around myself, and he

with red eyes that feel extremely tender thanks to the shampoo. I quietly walk

and a matching cami; I

a comb

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

I want to call on his Lycan… I

I just hope

get into bed not paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off

at his a*s in

quickly, not wanting him to catch

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

the blanket is pulled slightly, and I can feel the

body behind me.

of us speaks and I feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault.

phone, this

voice

cruel tone in her

say back,

Nothing.

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

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silently, waiting for Zedkiel to fall asleep,

than leave and soon when his breathing becomes steady and

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

chest rises and

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

What if the only way is during sex, or when he loses control. Will he come forward

anger him? But I don’t think I’m ready to go

that argument.

is steady and for a moment, I

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

rage.

Ok here

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

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

please can you come forth. I need to ask

other night.”

furrows before his eyes snap open and

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

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

to stay