His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

46*** First Round

ZEDKIEL.

This feels good… I wrap my arms tighter around the woman I’m holding in my arms, and she laughs softly, a sound that sounds oddly familiar…

“I missed you.” She whispers, placing her hand over mine and guiding it to her breast. “Did you miss me? My Prince?”

I frown slightly, my eyes feeling too heavy to open.

Missed me? Who is she?

Who cares… As long as I can enjoy her…

I squeeze her breast, placing soft kisses along her neck. Her intoxicating scent lulling me into a sense of security. A soft moan escapes her and then a shriek makes my eyes fly open, and I see Evangeline jump from the bed, dragging the duvet with her.

Fuck, was I just feeling her up in her sleep?

I don’t let any emotion show on my face as

she stares at me with wide eyes, her heart thumping and her cheeks flush a gorgeous shade of pink.

“What are you doing?” She asks with a

frown.

“Sleeping.” I say, placing my arms under my head. Sleeping after sex is pretty neat, rather than waking up to a dead body shredded and thrown around the room… It’s

been years since I’ve experienced this… and this was by far the best I can remember…

Her gaze shifts to my hard-on, thanks to her

taking the duvet off the bed. I’m naked. She quickly looks around before she hurries to the wardrobe and takes out a pair of

sweatpants.

“P-put them on. I don’t want to see it.” She says in a flustered whisper, making my eyebrow shoot up.

“What? You seemed to enjoy it when it was

inside of you.” I retort, sitting up and

slipping the pants on.

She doesn’t reply, and I glance back at her to

see her pouting. I smirk slightly, thinking

she looks fucking fine standing there and holding the duvet to her. I think she doesn’t

realise there’s a mirror right behind her that is giving me the perfect view of her ass… One I want to grab and fuck.

“Get in bed.” I command as she grabs a shirt

from the drawer and she nods, but she first

slips my shirt on before shuffling back to the

bed and fixing the duvet. She sits on the bed

gingerly and gazes out at the rising sun. Her

expression is serious, and I inhale deeply.

Her scent has changed. It’s mixed with

mine, and that in itself makes me feel even

more possessive.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask her.

She looks at me and shakes her head,

wincing slightly as she gets under the duvet. She’s obviously still sore from last night. I yank her into my arms, and she looks up at me, her heart skipping a beat.

“If I want to hold my wife, I can.” I say

coldly.

For a moment I feel like she wants to say

me, but she doesn’t. Instead, she allows me to place

my arm and pull her

light outside and although I know

to prep for tomorrow… This

and after a few moments, she relaxes into my hold, although she keeps wriggling against my cock. I don’t think she realises that’s just fucking turning me on all over again. She finally seems to relax once

pressed against her thigh.

are both still, and my breathing is steady. I’m nearly falling asleep again, when I hear her sigh

“Zed?”

calls me

at her, but she’s staring at

“Hmm?”

correct?”

“Yeah.”

” So your Lycan… is it him who thirsts for

I feel like there’s something else on her mind, something she isn’t quite able to say. “Why do you

head. “Just… I once read that the most powerful Lycans can converse through their human to others. Can any of your family do

sliver of irritation rushing through me, forget talking to others… mine

talked

I don’t think there

in our family with a Lycan that

others for

was rumoured to be able to do so, was around seven hundred

read something similar.” She says

her ask that… it

Random even. I don’t push it though, instead closing my

We have a long day ahead of us tomorrow.” I say.

that,

my arm, and I caress her hair slowly. My gaze dips to her breasts that are pressed against my chest,

she’s beautiful, ravishing,

one I just

the life of sin and pleasure…

there’s more…

wanting to just

of the tournament. I can tell it’s become something for all the pack members to watch as if this was some sort of game to be won. I guess it is, and only the best will make it. I’m ready to take that title, ready to show them that the throne belongs

court. Some sort of discussion? Or strategic questioning? I wasn’t

night, I saw the screens along the pack grounds and around the

couples. We were assigned quarters that were shut off from certain parts of the castle, and from here on

important. Second, everyone was given a potion, something to block our mind links but not harm us.

cameras set around the room,

test to be displayed for the

Evangeline standing there with

she stands out from

air around her… or maybe it’s just the fact I’m becoming obsessed with her… Her hair is braided, a few strands framing her face. She’s wearing a high-neck halter top, which is

eyes meet and her

in my head.

(FLASHBACK)

ask

I ask

down before taking a

Must I always wear clothes

her, realising what she means. I

as one would

her to always have her back

like an Omega…

may cover as you

mated now, there’s no

turning my back on

that, I should have told her… she

her and there will be a time she’ll be begging for my cock, but she’s so much more than that, and she has the right

whatever she

(END OF FLASHBACK)

on the skin a step too far?

can’t change the past, so no point in crying over

since

up, seeing me watching him, and I

dead pup, no one can stop

anything as Dad and four of the court members

on my left, with Ragnar on my right.

motioning to

and introduces himself and the other three. I already know who they are. Philip, Franco, Cole, and Raoul.

will start this tournament

easy… It’s just a little game of strategy. Each of you is given a similar scenario written in the file in front of you, and you are to explain exactly how you would overcome the situation. Let’s just say this one is a written