His Dark Obsession

(Book 2) Chapter 31. The Taste of Cherries and Chocolate

KASH.

Another night has passed, and we’re heading on our way again.

Despite the fact we’re stalling, we are going to have to keep moving and ultimately think of a way for the so-called steward not to get his hands on Zedkiel.

It is wishful thinking to hope Zed would make it back the same night. I know Ziahra said time passes differently there, and that’s what is f*ucking stressing me out.

Sometimes days in there could be years for us, or vice versa, ten years could pass there, and it could be a blink of an eye for us.

How much time has passed? Will he make it back in time? Evelyn has been behaving fine. She’s pretty quiet, spending her time watching Zerachiel.

He actually holds so much arrogance. I f*ucking don’t know how Zed lives with him constantly. Maybe the fact he ignored him for so many years was a blessing in disguise.

Right now, everyone is sleeping or meant to be as I sit against one of the pillars, far from the rest. I’m keeping an eye on them but I’m worried about Isa too.

Since earlier today I’ve had this feeling that has niggled at my mind and I just think I need to call her, to ease my mind. Maybe it’s just the fact tension and stress are running high, but it would at least ease my own worries.

The only problem is, I don’t have a phone and I’m tempted to ask Ziahra to allow me to make a call.

But as much as her a*ss is absolutely f*uckable, she herself is a f*ucking brat. She’s on watch tonight, leaning against a tree not too far from me. I wonder if I picked this spot so I can get a good view… I’m not so sure…

Her black leather trousers are so tight they look painted on. I wonder how she got them up her ass, the crease of her ass cheeks and those sexy thighs perfectly emphasised.

I trail my gaze up her curvy hips and tiny waist. She’s in a cropped top tonight, and despite the cold, she’s not wearing a jacket.

She stretches, flexing her abs as she turns sideways, resting her gorgeous head of braids against the tree.

“I can sense you staring.” She says quietly. “Yeah? I’m just wondering if vampires don’t feel the cold at all, or if it’s simply because your heart is as cold as ice.” I reply. She turns and cocks a brow as she walks over to me. I stand up, crossing my arms as pain rushes through me like I’ve been electrocuted by a thousand live wires.

It’s getting worse, and at times, I feel as if my heart is about to stop.

“We may not feel the cold, but we feel the heat.” She says, her eyes dip, as she looks me over as shamelessly as I had checked her out, before those gorgeous eyes meet mine again.

That intense pull between us sizzles, and the defiance in her eyes fades slightly.

“You know there is only a price to pay, and you will be healed…” She says quietly. O

“A price. I’d rather not be in anyone’s debt, so I’m not going to accept.” I counter, our gazes lock as we stare into one another’s eyes.

The price to be healed… is a price I know that will be hefty. She steps closer, “Hmph.” She murmurs as she looks up at me.

Her scent is enticing and sweet, reminding me of cherries and chocolate, but I also know how lethally poisonous she is.

She says.

command in her voice and as much as I don’t want to, I also know that if I want access

She asks as we walk

but instead of heading straight, this time she takes

Damn.

the ivy that has dug its claws into the stone walls of the temple. With time, it’s managed to destroy the very foundation of

steady… but in

true.” She replies. I look at her

have reached a broken archway that has steps

“You don’t sound pleased.”

perfectly fine.”

I’m not stupid.

grabbing hold

eyes blaze a beautiful red, her breasts heaving as

do you care so much?” I ask, unable to keep the anger

her dark lashes caressing her cheeks before she looks into my

changed my mind? I was just trying to offer you a chance to live.” She says, tapping my face hard.

closer, my hand tightening on her arm.

gets to

“Likewise.” She responds defiantly.

and my gaze dips to

at the same time

as if she can read my mind before I let

hate this idea already. She cocks a

d*ick. I actually need to make a call, just to check up

not expecting that, hesitating for a moment

I will deliver you to the grave even faster.” She threatens, reaching into the side of her crop top and I raise my eyebrow, watching as she pulls out a slim,

deflated if you can get a phone to just

me when, to my surprise; she places it on her left breast.

f*ucking firm

so fast, as if I’ve been

f*uck did I just do… my wolf’s excitement isn’t helping, and she chuckles, switching the phone on – entirely unphased by what just

I’m acting like this. It’s not like I’ve never touched a f*ucking boob before. Only none of those women were

phone out to me. “And

say, taking the phone from her and turning my back on her. I dial Isa’s

when I’m about to give up

don’t miss the tension in her

“Isa.”

Kash, are you ok? I’ve been calling!” Relief and worry