29. Voicing my Darkest Fear

EVANGELINE.

His words cut me like a sharp knife, and I

look up at him.

How could he?

I didn’t reply for a moment, trying to remain composed, knowing we have many eyes watching us, and even with the music and loud chatter, they might overhear. So, I simply smile gracefully at Zedkiel and slowly pull out of his hold. I don’t think he understands that I am going to take this deal seriously.

Absolutely seriously, and I am not going to do anything to mess that up. Especially something such as fraternising with another man as long as we are married, which can lead to problems in front of the court and would not be ideal for the

tournament.

“Nothing to say?” He asks, and I realise this conversation isn’t over until he gets

an answer. His eyes are blazing red, and his anger only continues to rise.

“Let’s not do this here.” I whisper back, ” If you want to talk 1-lets take it outside.”

I’m scared to be alone with him

anywhere, but he is going to ruin this before we even have a chance to prove we

can do this, and to aim for that crown and my freedom.

“Let’s.” He says, his arm snakes around my waist, his hand painfully tight on my

waist. He leads me out of the doors I had

just entered. They swing shut behind us, blocking out all sounds of the merriment

from within.

Zedkiel came to a stop, and I look up, only

to see Sinclair standing there. His eyes

are cold as they meet Zedkiel’s, and I

realise they aren’t as beautiful as I once

found them… 1

He just doesn’t look the same… I look at Zedkiel, with his delicious hot chocolate

skin, and those eyes that remind me of honey and jewels, which makes my heart skip a beat. He is beautiful. My heart

thuds as I turn away, realising something

with shock. 5

I have begun to feel something for him… How is that possible?

My heart thumps with this realisation

and I look back at Sinclair once more. Yes,

he’s handsome, but I feel… nothing.

“Out of my way.” Zedkiel snarls, bringing me from my shocked thoughts.

Sinclair simply looks at me before

moving to his right, so he is directly in

front of me.

“Of course.” He says, his eyes stuck on

I frown. Sinclair is making stuff so much worse for me. Does he not realise that if

he makes Zedkiel angrier, he’ll take it out

on me? Does he even care for me, aside

from his own selfish reasons!? 3

I’m about to turn away when suddenly

Zedkiel pulls me behind him, and I hear a resounding crunch and a grunt as Sinclair staggers back, clutching his bleeding

nose that Zedkiel had just punched. My eyes fly open as they snap to Zedkiel, who raises his fist to his lips, blowing off imaginary dust as he glares murderously

at Sinclair. 1

“Stay out of my way, because next time I will kill you.” He snarls before dragging me away. I bite back the cry of pain from the rough pull as he yanks me down the hallway until he opens a random door

and pushes me inside. I almost stumble, just about catching my balance, when the

door shuts behind him.

my own heart thud even louder

to listen before

say quietly. 1

“I saw enough.” He snarls, advancing

strength is coming from. I clench my fists, hoping that I

being treated like this… 1

what you wanted to see.

to back off…

it Zedkiel, but I am going to do my best, for

would I sabotage that?” I ask softly.

be free is all I ever

something, but instead,

you smelt of him,

in a tight

back my whimper,

eye, a ringing in my ear

like you, he tried to manhandle me. You may not see

two are far more

harshly. (1

Goddess, you are such a mischief maker!’

I’m

that Evangeline, it’s

I’ll do

‘Promise?’

voice snaps me back to reality, and I realise he

front of me. “What happened?”

trying to calm my thumping heart.

scanning

away. “I said, we’re nothing alike.” He

you? You both act

hurt me …” I trail off, realising that, that

has defended me on

occasions now…

what you think. Nothing I say will make you change your mind. Let’s return before we’re missed.” He replies

from me. His eyes are blazing as

shoulder. 1

nod and when he reaches for

my hand over his. The stark

skin

me and I tilt

him.

the

You two aren’t

protected me

hurts me

say quietly. “So, thank

as his gaze

I slowly let go of his hand, it

the door handle, and I

to pull the door open when

grabs me by my

pushing me up against the

wall.

the impact and stare up at

we aren’t alike, because you belong to me and I’m

fucking world that,

fucking Luna, so why the fuck

free, you still belong to me… and who knows, you might just not want to leave.” His

pins my wrists to the door next to my head, his eyes raking over me. His words make my heart

but no matter what,

to stay… Yes,

to want him, but there is

stay. “And third… until this deal is

alone.” 1

chest is too close to

red, but even then,

was capable of, didn’t

a thousand butterflies and my gaze dips to his plump lips. He leans in, kissing me deeply. I gasp against his lips, but it only gives him access to my mouth. One that he assaults. His hands let go of my wrists, running down my arms before he

me flush against

him back? I’m not

once, before

too

time. “We need to

to…

opening the

argue with me, nor does he

to let me go. I feel the cold

emotionless again. I feel something squeeze inside, knowing I was hurting

end up killing

well.” Zedkiel

in our bedroom.

has been a long day and night has

exhausted. The questions

the Lunas had thrown

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