His Dark Obsession

56. Alpha VS Alpha

EVANGELINE.

The lights are like glittering blurred orbs that dance around the stadium that is prepared for the matches in the outdoor training grounds of the Castle. Where once stood an open ground, now contained stands that can seat many, and the stands are full. In the centre is a square ring, where the matches will take place. They have emblazoned the symbols of each pack on banners that hang around the stands and on streamers that cross over the stands. With the most prominent banner being that of the Royal family’s Pack.

I watch through my own eyes, but it doesn’t feel normal, and I know why it’s like this. I’m not in charge. It’s like I’m locked away behind a window. My heart still hurts from what happened earlier. Zed’s words after he allowed whatever that voice in my head was, to pleasure him, keeps replaying in my mind.

Don’t think about it, Evangeline.” I whisper, feeling my eyes sting with tears again.

“Oh, stop wallowing. I’m doing you a favour Evangeline, you saw how Zedkiel prefers me over you. This is better for us.’ Her voice sneers. 1

No, it isn’t.

But I don’t argue. Being in here, I can feel her anger and it’s immense. There’s an evil to it…

The Oracle…

I shudder at the last memory I have of her, before the darkness inside of me took over.

I’m scared too… after all, what Zarachiel told me… I shiver at the thought, but before I can even delve into my own mind where I’m trapped, the first round is announced.

“This is going to be fun.” She says, looking at Amora.

The woman smiles back hesitantly and I- She looks out across the stands, before she focuses on the eight men who are going to be participating. Each one holds power, although there’s a vast difference between them. Zedkiel is something entirely different, the power and dominance that he effortlessly. displays, demands respect and submission. They’re all in either shorts or sweatpants. A few of them are wearing tops too, but I pay attention to Zedkiel. He’s one of the few without a shirt.

‘I actually prefer the bold Evangeline.” ”

His words pain my heart.

I close my mind from her and curl up within myself. It hurt a lot, and I know she wants that, but I refuse to give her that satisfaction. Nor will I allow her to take my body… all I ever wanted is to be free… and my body was the one thing that is mine…

She can’t have it. She won’t. 2

I will take back control and I will remember what the oracle told me… is she ok? I don’t remember what happened. She had pushed me away and everything went dark…

Fear rushes up my spine at the blood I had seen on my hands when I was given access to my eyes after that period of darkness in the Oracle’s office, and I fear what may have happened.

Is she ok? I need to get out there, take control and check on the Oracle!

I need to tell Zedkiel everything before it’s too late! Then next time when she takes over, he’ll know…

But will he care? After all, he prefers her and what she can do for him. She allowed me to watch her give

Zedkiel a b**wjob, let me see and hear how he enjoyed it. I feel the sadness inside crushing me once more, but I fight back the tears.

weak! I can’t

underneath. Moments later, Amar Lendorn

Vilkas of The Moonstone Pack versus Amar Lendorn of The

to the centre of the ring as everyone cheers

really be a match for Zedkiel.

someone to mess

not worried about him, right? I know he can take care of himself, but somehow, I’m still

makes no sense!

ever so slightly, but I don’t do anything, waiting for her to relax. She currently seems to be gazing down at the match with keen interest, and I can feel Zedkiel watching her. She turns her head and blows him a kiss; he smirks and

makes him

there’s something not right about her.

Chasyn rips through Amar’s arm and I hear something break. She

growing, but it’s only for

I bite my lip as my nails split and break under the force that they’re digging

suddenly back in control. I let out

have to find

I clutch it, fighting

I

energy that surrounds her is pushing against mine, which somehow feels light and soothing. It’s

alright?” Maryka asks, dragging her attention away from her

extremely violent,

there, her eyes are glistening with unshed tears, she too is

who love him dearly… his fated and the woman he claimed

is life

prefer the bold

to get those words out of

myself for it. This is why he didn’t like me, because

care right? I’m aiming for my freedom, nothing

you. You heard him, one little taste of me and he’s over you.’ I hear her faint voice, it ignites

will not let her get to

learn to hide

look at the screen, where his name is

it.

Looking back at the two men, I see Amar out cold on the ground and for the first time, since I’ve met him, Chasyn is not smiling, but staring emotionlessly at the man on the floor. He is, after

escorted off the field and then the

him, and Amar’s mate also hurries

are on me. I smile gently and his gaze softens before he gives

slaps his shoulder and says something

as both chuckle and I find myself blushing, thinking he looks

my heart thumps when Zedkiel’s image appears on the board. He looks up at it, his eyes sharp as he awaits his opponent to be announced. I’m waiting too with bated breath, and when Celia’s brother Octavius Huntington appears on the screen, my