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

you are strong enough

He gestures me to

him. “Attack me. Let’s see what

stare up at him,

his sizzling body, in just

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

later.” 2

think I have ever blushed deeper. My cheeks burn and I pout. “I wasn’t….”

when he raises a

his command

Did he want me to just

will

to imitate a

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 flinch, staggering back.

anger, but there’s nothing. I cradle my poor hand, staring at

hard!

brow and steps back.

a punch.” Despite my failure,

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

wrist.

He asks. “Imitate me.” His

punches forward. I check out his

not to focus

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

I did. I always

some moves to

as he throws

waist, my heart thundering. He nudges my ankle

so together or you will lose your balance.” He

moves back am I able to focus.

as he showed me, and

you to learn. Tell

do you do better under pressure

heart thuds as he does

combo and I imitate his move.

Neither.”

do

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

think! 2

say?” His eyes are burning red and

and I try to pull free as fear creeps into me

that.” He growls, his

under my chin.

His name…

Our eyes lock

to

He growls before a cold small smirk crosses his

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

and I mean it, because this was important for the both of us…

so I did. Using the few combos, he showed me against the punch bag. He left me after a while and began using one of the other boxing bags. His every punch hit the

with every punch.

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

feel his rage and anger as he channels it all

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