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,

I at least need to

that you are strong enough to hold

position.” He gestures me to come

him. “Attack me. Let’s see

at him, trying not to

his sizzling body, in

he smirks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up into his gold-green eyes. “We’re here to train.

later.” 2

have ever blushed deeper. My cheeks burn and I

off when he raises a brow.

his command to attack

hesitated. Did he

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

a few

He commands and taking a deep breath, I move forward and punch him with all the might I have, gasping when it connects straight with

I cradle my poor hand, staring at

hard!

cocks a brow and steps back. “Ok. You

know how to throw a punch.” Despite my failure, he didn’t

to train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing pain

wrist.

train?” He

punches forward. I check

focus on

V disappears into his sweatpants, and

always thought it would

knew some

say as he throws a

my waist, my heart thundering. He nudges

keep them so together or you will

moves back am I able to focus. I

me, and he

you to learn. Tell

you do better under pressure or

he does another

combo and I imitate his move.

Neither.”

Then how do you

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 just said his name. My heart thuds as he grips my elbow, turning

think!

say?” His eyes are burning red

I try to pull free as fear creeps

growls, his hand

under my chin.

His name…

I whisper. Our

gaze dips to my lips.

a cold small smirk crosses his face,

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

his thumb over my 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. I

it, because this was important for the

his 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 few combos, he showed me

it back with

contact with it also sent a promising

the room. I can feel his rage and anger as he channels it all into the

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