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

strong enough to

position.” He gestures me

“Attack me. Let’s see what you’ve

at him, trying not to pay

his sizzling body, in just

sweatpants… I gulp and he smirks, gripping my chin and forcing me to look up into

later.” 2

deeper. My cheeks burn and I pout.

off when he raises a brow.

his command

he want me

but I will try my

imitate a

at me.” He commands and taking a deep breath, I move forward and punch him with all the might I have, gasping

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

hard!

brow and steps back. “Ok. You

throw a punch.” Despite my failure,

allowed to train.” I mumble, feeling the throbbing pain in my

wrist.

nods. “Did you want to train?” He

punches forward. I check out

trying not to focus on the way

the way that ridge of his V disappears into

always thought it would be

knew some moves to defend

as he throws a

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

or you will lose your balance.” He commands. I nod trying to focus,

I able to focus.

showed me, and

you

you do better under pressure

he

I

Neither.”

yeah? Then how do you expect to learn?”

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

even think!

are burning

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

He growls, his hand curling

under my chin.

His name…

whisper. Our eyes

gaze dips to

that.” He growls before a cold small smirk crosses his face, making

cheeks burn. 1

Goddess…

thumb over my lips before running it down the centre of my neck. If he wants, he could kill me right

mean it, because this was

steps back, 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 against the punch bag. He left me after a while and began using

with every

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

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

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