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

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

proof?” I whisper,

hurt.

this tournament, right?” He says mockingly, his

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

about his touch. It’s

who could rip through my

look up at him, “Yes it

But…

“Exactly, so let’s not act so

“If killing Sinclair will satisfy you, then I can’t stop you, but for someone

don’t care for him,

on believing, then there’s nothing

take a second to look through that phone and then tell

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

eyes are stinging and I just want to go wash

say anyway. 3

up to Zedkiel. I turn away from him and

eyes and the few stray tears that escaped.

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

stopped crying over every little thing?

can feel his rage and hear the thudding of his heart as

with what

water off, looking at his

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

tell Zedkiel. They need to work on

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

he has the

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

he

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

feel extremely tender thanks to the shampoo. I quietly walk

and a matching cami; I

comb

The tension in this room is suffocating, but although it looks like

sleep, I want to call on his Lycan… I simply plan to pretend to sleep until

hope

I get into bed not paying attention to Zedkiel, who takes off his sweatpants and for

staring at his a*s in

I look away quickly, not wanting him to catch me

I stay there relaxing my breathing and when I

is pulled slightly, and I can feel

body behind me.

feel angry. This is Sinclair’s fault. If

this wouldn’t

one who kept it.’ The voice comes

the cruel

say back, wondering

Nothing.

frown, that is what I needed to ask the Oracle. I needed

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to fall

than leave and soon when his breathing

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

and his chest rises

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

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

ready to go down that path

that argument.

moment, I find myself admiring his features.

of art…. he looks so much more beautiful when

rage.

here

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

to rip my hand right off, but he

you come forth. I need

other night.”

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

eyes…

ZEDKIEL.

moment I feel

all to stay in