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,

but I at

that you are strong enough to

He gestures me to

“Attack me. Let’s see what

I stare up at him,

sizzling body, in just

forcing me to look up into his gold-green eyes.

later.” 2

ever blushed deeper. My cheeks burn

off when he

his command to attack

hesitated. Did he want

but I will try my best. I

imitate a

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

for his anger, but there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at those abs, why was he

hard!

and steps

how to throw a punch.”

I wasn’t allowed to train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing pain

wrist.

want to train?” He asks. “Imitate

forward. I

focus on the way

ridge of his V disappears

always thought it

I knew some

he

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

you will lose your balance.” He commands.

he moves back am I able

showed me, and he nods. “So

it in you to learn. Tell

do better under pressure or

thuds as he does another

I imitate his move.

Neither.”

yeah? Then how do you expect

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

even think!

just say?” His eyes are burning red and my stomach

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

He growls, his hand curling

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes lock and

dips to my

like that.” He growls before a cold small smirk crosses

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

If he wants, he could kill me right now… Then we’ll do this your way. I am going to push you, Little Mouse and I expect to

I mean it, because this was

did. Using the few combos, he showed me against the punch bag.

with every

his hand or leg would make contact with it

feel his rage and anger as

he swore, stepping

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