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 afford

underneath. Moments later, Amar Lendorn

Prince Chasyn Vilkas of The Moonstone Pack

the centre of the ring as everyone

will be paired with. Each one of them may be strong. but I don’t think any can really be a match for Zedkiel. I have sensed the unease

someone to mess

can take care

makes no sense!

do anything, waiting for her to relax. She currently seems to be gazing down at the match

makes him

But there’s something not right about her. She’s

caring for the match much as she becomes absorbed with the match. Chuckling when Chasyn rips through Amar’s arm and I hear something break. She chuckles, and I realise the barriers around me are weaker now and that’s when I push forward, with courage and determination I never knew I

feel her rage as she clings to the stand rail in front of us. Her aura growing, but it’s only for a few

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

chest. tense, and then I’m suddenly back in control. I let

can never take control again! I have to find a way to get rid of

it, fighting the ringing in my mind,

I shout

before I push her deeper into my mind. It isn’t easy. The dark energy that surrounds her is pushing against mine, which somehow feels light and soothing. It’s strange because I don’t have any aura…

“Are you alright?” Maryka asks, dragging her attention

extremely violent, isn’t it?” I

she looks at Chasyn. I glance around and notice even Lucia’s there, her eyes are glistening with unshed tears, she too is staring at the Alpha

his fated and the woman he

Why is life

‘I prefer

get those words out of my

I hate myself for it.

But why do I care right? I’m aiming for

never want you. You heard him, one little taste of me and he’s over you.’ I hear her faint voice, it ignites a wave

will not let

to learn to hide my own emotions and

“Chasyn Vilkas wins!” The referee booms, and I look at the screen, where his name is

it.

and for the first time, since I’ve met him, Chasyn is

and then the blood and torn clothes

to him, and Amar’s mate

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

smile back, just as Ragnar slaps his shoulder and

chuckle and I find

looks up at it, his eyes sharp as he awaits his opponent to be announced. I’m waiting too with bated breath,