His Dark Obsession

69. Fighting Back

EVANGELINE.

I’m disappointing him…

‘Yes, you are disappointing him. Let me take over. I’ll rip that b*tch to shreds. If

you weren’t so useless, she wouldn’t have

gotten so free!’ Evelyn hisses.

My eyes p*ickle with tears, but I refuse to

let them fall. Celia chuckles.

“Awe, are you going to cry? Evangeline the crybaby.” She sneers. “Can’t take a few

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I’m not crying because of that, I’m not a crybaby! I’m failing him. I am useless.

I can’t think like that. I have to do better!

“Now, to put you down like Alpha Aeron should have the night they found you!”

Celia sneers. “Useless Omega, and now I’ll show you your place… Beneath me!” Her

voice grows louder, and I turn my

head to see her blurry figure stalking

toward me.

I grab her foot, and her eyes widen. Yanking it hard as I roll over, I bring her toppling

down; she lets out a surprised shriek, but I’ve had enough.

Getting to my feet, Celia does at the same.

time; she swings at me, but I block it.

She’s getting angrier, and she is no longer keeping her voice low, almost as if

she’s forgotten that there are hundreds of people watching us. Her perfect

reputation isn’t so perfect anymore.

“Just forfeit. You aren’t worthy. You’re nothing but a bed toy! You’re made to clean up

after a Luna, not become one! Not even Alpha Aeron wanted you or

Philomena because they knew you were

useless!” Celia growls before lunging at me. At the last second, I sidestep, and she

hits the dirt.

“It’s funny… Sinclair didn’t seem to think

Are you hurting knowing you’re his second choice!” I retort coldly, my own

rage is on the brink of release. My heart thundering in rage.

“He only wanted your body, not you!” Celia snarls, and I waste no time

pouncing on her.

she can do is insult

We roll on the ground exchanging hits and I don’t know how I’m keeping

somehow I am.

Celia screams in frustration. “You would never have been his Luna. He

tossed you aside. She

worthy of being his

She throws me to

dirt in my mouth. I get up, turning to the arrogant woman

this! I will be

I feel a surge

I possess, rise inside of me

her, my

that I’m in front of her at, faster than

expected to be.

A ripple of gasps rush

eyes widen

to punch her across the face,

across the pitch. Murmurs erupt from the spectators, but I’m focused on winning

walk over to her,

I can’t feel the

come out. So,

tries to clamber away, stumbling and falling to the ground.

back. I lift her head by her hair, and she screams,

as I crane

back.

send her a thank-you card because you’re right; I was never meant

was meant to

Queen!” I snarl quietly, slamming her face into the ground.

my balance. She then grabs my leg, and I

she grabs my thigh, letting her claws slip from her fingertips and

leg; I cry out at the piercing pain as she tries to climb on top of me. Lifting my

her in the shoulder, shoving her off before getting

will never be anything more than a pathetic, useless w*ore!” She

her again.

a s*ut, I am not trash and nor do you have any right to

I have never done anything to

The anger I’m

to

eyes as she stares

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me!” She spits. “Do not

“I won’t hit someone when they’re down.” I say, pulling her to her feet and

and she

lost it. I can see the manic deranged rage in her eyes as she

like a

lunging at me. I block her kick and knock

her when my vision blurs and what feels like a memory,

it’s a memory, it’s something

I’m in a forest… and I’m wearing a white gown as

I find

spin, I place my hand on the ground,

each one connecting hard, the first to her hip, the second to her knee and

she coughs up blood before she

huge wolf.

herself at me,

from the stands, but

raise my hand, prepared for the jarring pain and a

connects with her wolf’s chest, it doesn’t come,

in my joints

of violent energy that rips through the air

Celia’s wolf