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.

and look at Maryka, who had an expression that I recognise pretty well on her face. The look of someone who doesn’t really like me but is 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 bring her

I stumble back as she spins. on the ball of her feet. She’s lithe and fast,

“Fight!” She exclaims.

will… when

an idea occurring to me, move to the left, her leg connects

and I

and I stagger back, the breath knocked. from me. I gasp as I try to regain myself only for her

block my head, feeling the jarring pain shoot up my arm as her

clumsy punch of my own. She catches my fist, twisting it around, and

when I land with a thump on my ass before she shoves me back. My head connects with the ground, and I can feel Zedkiel’s anger rising.

machines. I roll over as she lunges at me and I catch her with my feet, which connect with her stomach. Grabbing her arms, I push all my

Goddess, I hope I don’t overdo

when I hear the clang of the machine and the pained whimper that comes from her before her body

“That was low.”

I do the same, but instead of attacking her, I jump, grabbing onto the top bar of the machine

my leg up straight at her

connects straight with her face. She falls and I drop to the ground, stumbling as I turn to look at the woman

from when she pulled my hair

says, his voice

She’s still on the floor, slowly getting up and I look at Zedkiel,

interest.

Are you alright?” I whisper, holding

out to her. She smacks it away and

for Zedkiel to place a hand on my shoulder. I flinch, feeling

a lot more damage and

wouldn’t heal. 1

firmly, looking down at the woman who, to my horror,

were happy to spar and attack

moment you got hurt,

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

sharply. “Zedkiel… they

Let’s go, Evangeline.” He grabs his shirt, taking hold of my wrist as he pulls me towards the door. I bite back a whimper