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 need to

that you are strong enough to

position.” He gestures

“Attack me. Let’s

stare up at him, trying

his sizzling body, in

me to look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to train. You can admire my

later.” 2

deeper. My cheeks burn and I

when he

command

he want

I didn’t know much, but I will try my best. I have watched Sinclair

a few

I move forward and punch him with all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight

nothing. I cradle my poor hand,

hard!

cocks a brow and steps back. “Ok. You

punch.” Despite

train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing

wrist.

to train?” He asks. “Imitate me.” His

forward. I

trying not to focus on the way his

or the way that ridge of his V disappears into his

I did. I always thought it

if I knew some moves to

I say as he throws

my waist, my heart thundering. He

or you will lose your balance.” He commands. I nod

back am I able to

showed me, and he nods. “So

do have it in you to learn. Tell me

do better

he does

I

Neither.”

Then how do you

by fear or force Zedkiel.” I reply, freezing when I realise that I just said his name. My heart thuds as he grips my elbow, turning me to face him. I was so lost

think! 2

eyes are

is achieved by fear or force.” My nightmare flashes before my eyes and I try to pull free as

He growls, his hand curling

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes

gaze dips to my lips.

before a cold small smirk crosses his face, making my

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now… Then we’ll do this your way. I am going to

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 the other boxing bags. His every

back with every punch. The

make contact with

anger as he

the bag split through the middle, he swore,