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

are strong enough to

He gestures

me. Let’s see what

him, trying not to pay

to his sizzling

my chin and forcing me to look up into his

later.” 2

I have ever blushed deeper. My cheeks burn and I pout. “I wasn’t….”

off when he raises a brow.

his command

I hesitated. Did he want

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

a few

punch him with all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight with his stomach. Pain shoots up my arm and I flinch,

there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at

hard!

and steps

a punch.” Despite my failure, he didn’t

I mumble, feeling the throbbing pain

wrist.

you want to train?” He asks. “Imitate

I check

to focus on the way his

looks or the way that ridge of his V disappears into his sweatpants, and

always thought it

if I knew some moves to

say as he

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 your balance.” He commands. I nod trying to

I able to

he showed me,

it in you to learn. Tell me

do better under

thuds as he

combo and I imitate his move.

Neither.”

how do

I reply, freezing when I realise that I just

even think! 2

did you just say?” His eyes are burning red

everything is achieved by fear or force.” My nightmare flashes before my eyes and I try to pull free as fear creeps into me but he refuses to let go.

that.” He growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes lock and

gaze dips to

growls before a cold small smirk

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

could kill me right now… Then we’ll do this your way. I am

won’t disappoint us.” I say quietly and I mean it,

stamina, 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

with every

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

and anger

through the middle, he swore, stepping