His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

24. His Training

EVANGELINE.

Zedkiel gave Alistair some tasks about what he wants him to do with me later, before he led me away. I didn’t question where we were going, but now; I wish I did.

I stare at the handsome man before me as he lets the door swing shut behind us, and I look at the huge room before us. There are weight training machines, lifting benches, treadmills, and other equipment. There were three boxing bags to the side and an open area for sparring, too. I don’t understand why he waited until Alistair had finished my makeup and hair. All that effort to get dolled up only for him to bring me to an indoor training room. I have the urge to ask him. that very question when he removes his

shirt, and my mind goes blank. 4

My heart races as I stare at those delicious abs, the way his body flexes,

and my gaze falls on the tattoo on his arm as he tosses his shirt aside and looks at me. “Take your heels off.” He commands, and I look down before obeying. I purse my lips, looking at him as he begins to

circle me.

“Spit it out.” He snarls, making me jump.

“What?” I ask, looking at him with

surprise.

“Whatever’s on your mind, from this day forward you are not an omega but my fiancé. An equal. And unless you act like it, we won’t get through this.” He says, walking off to the shelves on the side.

I hesitate before frowning; my freedom is riding on this. I have to do my best and behave fearlessly. I nod to myself before looking at his back, trying not to stare at his ass. I wonder what it feels like… I’m

sure it would be hard…

“I’m waiting.” He growls, making me blink.

“Uh, I was wondering why you let Alistair do my makeup if you were going to bring me here to train,” I state bravely.

He pauses, and my heart skips a beat as

he cranes his neck, looking back at me. So you got sass.” I hope I didn’t get into trouble… he told me to answer. I stay

silent until he comes back with some

boxing gloves. “Warm up, then put these on. Let’s see what you’ve got.” He tosses

the gloves at me, and I catch them, placing them aside.

Warm up… just like in Physical Ed at school. I drop onto the floor, wishing I

wasn’t wearing jeans. I wasted time

getting dressed for no reason at all. I am

not happy but I can’t really blame him, he

did say training began in the morning… After a good five minutes of doing my

stretches; I stand up, very aware of the

prince’s gaze on me.

He now steps closer. “Put the gloves on.”

I obey as he continues watching me.

“From what I have learned, they will have

a match of physical strength between the

Lunas. Even if you fail one or two tasks,

issue, but I at least

you are strong

position.” He gestures me

Let’s see

I stare up at him, trying

sizzling

smirks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to train. You can

later.” 2

think I have ever blushed deeper. My cheeks

off when he raises a brow.

command to

he want me to just

I will try my best. I have

a

all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight with his stomach.

his anger, but there’s nothing. I cradle my

hard!

and steps back.

even know how to throw a punch.” Despite my failure, he didn’t

train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing pain in

wrist.

you want to train?” He asks. “Imitate

I check out his

not to focus on the way

or the way that ridge of his V disappears into his

always thought

some moves to defend

say as he throws a combo,

comes behind me. I gasp when he grips my waist, my heart thundering. He nudges my ankle with his foot, fixing

level to your shoulders. Don’t keep them so together or you will lose

back am I able to focus. I

showed me, and he nods.

it in you to learn. Tell

do better under pressure

as he does

and I

Neither.”

how do

is done by fear or force Zedkiel.” I reply, freezing when I realise that I just

think!

did you just say?” His eyes are burning red and my stomach plummets.

and I try to pull free as fear creeps into me but he refuses to let

growls, his hand curling

under my chin.

His name…

Our eyes lock

to my

cold small smirk crosses his

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

thumb over my lips before running it down the centre of my neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now…

say quietly and I mean it, because this was important

and so I did. Using the few combos, he showed me against the punch bag. He left me after a while and began using one of

it back with every

his hand or leg would make contact with it also sent a promising thud

rage and anger as he channels it

the middle, he swore, stepping back. Looking down at the pile