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,

an issue, but I at

strong enough

He gestures me to

me. Let’s see

him, trying not to

sizzling body,

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

later.” 2

blushed deeper. My

he raises

command to

I hesitated. Did he want me

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

imitate a few

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

I cradle my poor hand, staring at those abs, why was he

hard!

a brow and steps back.

to throw a punch.” Despite my failure, he

to train.” I mumble, feeling the

wrist.

you want to train?” He asks. “Imitate

I check out

focus on the way his

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

always thought it

some moves to

he throws a

behind me. I gasp when he grips my waist, my heart

Don’t keep them so together or you will lose your balance.” He commands. I nod trying to focus,

back am I

showed me, and he

do have it in you to learn. Tell

Mouse, do you do better under pressure or

heart thuds as he does

and I imitate his move.

Neither.”

yeah? Then how do you expect to learn?”

hard, not everything is done 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

even think!

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

My nightmare flashes before my eyes and I try to pull free as fear creeps into me but he refuses to

He growls,

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes

gaze dips to my

He growls before a cold small smirk crosses his face, making my

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

centre of my neck. 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 see results.”

I say quietly and I mean it, because this was important for the

I did. Using the

with every

or leg would make contact with it also

I can feel his rage and anger as he channels it all

was powerful, and when the bag split through the middle, he swore, stepping