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,

not an issue, but I

that you are strong enough

position.” He gestures me to

him. “Attack me. Let’s see

him, trying

his sizzling

look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to

later.” 2

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

he raises a

command to

he

much, but I will try my best. I

imitate a few moves.

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

I whimper, waiting for his anger, but there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at those abs,

hard!

cocks a brow and steps back. “Ok.

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

to train.” I mumble, feeling the

wrist.

He asks. “Imitate

punches forward. I check

not to focus on the way his

looks or the way that ridge of his V

I always thought

if I knew some

say as he throws a combo, I

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

so together or you will lose

he moves back am I

showed me, and he nods. “So

in you to learn. Tell

do you do better

thuds as he does another

I

Neither.”

yeah? Then how do

in concentration, trying my best to get my stance right. “By working hard, not everything is done by fear or force Zedkiel.” I reply, freezing when I realise that I

think! 2

are burning red and my stomach

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

He growls,

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes

to

that.” He growls before a cold small smirk

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

lips before running it down the centre of my neck. If he wants, he could kill me right now… Then we’ll do this your way.

disappoint us.” I say quietly and I mean it, because this was important

eyes hardening as he commands me to work out on one of the punch bags. Saying I needed to build my stamina, and so I did. Using the

with

contact

rage and anger

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