His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

25. A Match

EVANGELINE.

“Ok then, on three. One… Two… Three!” Chasyn signal goes and in a blink, Maryka darts at me, punching me across the face. I gasp as my head snaps to the side, feeling the jarring pain in my

neck and cheeks as I stumble back.

Zedkiel snarls, about to step forward. At the

same time Chasyn does, his eyes widening in

alarm and fear for his Luna. “It’s fine. We’re

fine. Please.” I whisper to Zedkiel, the taste of

blood in my mouth. My heart thumps loudly and I look at the brunette. A competitive glint in

her eyes.

Of course, there will be… they will all want to

win…

“Let them go at it, it will help Evangeline.” Chasyn murmurs, walking around to his

brother. I have a feeling it’s to stop him in case he tries something against Maryka. Zedkiel’s eyes narrow but he says nothing, his eyes burning red…

I focus on Maryka, thinking she went straight

for the face.

“Are there any rules?” I ask.

“None.” Zedkiel replies coldly.

pretending for others… It was disappointing but I didn’t let it show on my face. I need to focus on winning and doing my best. All I need to do is just

at me again, and this time I duck. Moving aside, I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast, wasting no time in between attacks. I keep ducking and she becomes increasingly frustrated.

“Fight!” She exclaims.

when you’re

room, an idea occurring to me, move to

and I

from me. I gasp as I try to regain myself

head, feeling the jarring pain shoot up my arm as

yanks my hair back and I throw a clumsy punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around,

on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising. I was disappointing him…. 1

and I realise we are just a few feet away from one of the large weight training machines. I roll over as

hope I don’t overdo it.

into my feet, throwing her over myself and straight into the machinery behind us. I flinch when I hear the clang of the machine and the

“That was low.”

I do the same, but instead of attacking her, I

my leg up straight at her

block, but she doesn’t expect it and my knee connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop

through me. My head hurt from

says, his voice holding

to her. She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel, who is watching me with

interest.

you alright?”

She smacks it away and

a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling

She had done a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

at the woman who, to my horror, is bleeding from her nose. “You shouldn’t be

were happy to spar and attack

moment you

hate fake people, Maryka. Consider this a warning. Stay away from my woman unless it’s completely necessary.” He

sharply. “Zedkiel…

grabs his shirt, taking hold of my wrist as he pulls me towards the door. I bite back a whimper as pain rushes through my aching arm. But my heart is thumping