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

me to not step out

flash of irritation and pain rush through me, and I

for him. I gave myself to you. Wasn’t

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

this tournament, right?”

with the thumb of his other hand.

It’s the

who could rip through my skin if he

look up at him,

But…

not act

Sinclair will satisfy you, then I can’t stop

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

nothing I

or after, do take a second to look

say quietly as I grab his wrist and slowly tug free.

just want to go wash them out.

say anyway. 3

to Zedkiel. I turn away from

the few stray tears

The

crying over every little

his rage

with what

water off, looking at his rigid

towel. I need to talk to his Lycan

They need to work

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

he has the

one who can tell me. It would save me

he

he turns, glancing at me.

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

shorts and a matching cami; I put them on and

a comb

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

Lycan… I simply

hope he doesn’t

into bed not paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his sweatpants

moment I’m staring at his a*s

away quickly, not wanting him to catch

blanket up to my head. I stay there relaxing my

not to react as the blanket is pulled

body behind me.

angry. This is

phone, this wouldn’t

who kept it.’ The voice comes in my

the cruel

scared.’ I say back, wondering if she’ll

Nothing.

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

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Zedkiel to fall asleep,

than leave and soon when his breathing becomes

his head, and he’s lying on his back,

his chest rises and falls

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

is during sex, or when he loses control.

him? But I don’t think I’m ready to go down that path with Zedkiel again, not

that argument.

His breathing is steady and for a moment, I find myself admiring his features. He truly

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

rage.

here goes

“Can you hear me?” I ask softly, leaning

off, but

can hear me, please can you come forth.

other night.”

brow furrows before his eyes snap open

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

I feel my Lycan struggling within me, and it

to