His Dark Obsession by Moonlight Muse

56. Alpha VS Alpha

EVANGELINE.

The lights are like glittering blurred orbs that dance around the stadium that is prepared for the matches in the outdoor training grounds of the Castle. Where once stood an open ground, now contained stands that can seat many, and the stands are full. In the centre is a

square ring, where the matches will take place. They have emblazoned the symbols of each pack on banners that hang around the stands and on streamers that cross over the stands. With the most prominent banner being that of the Royal family’s Pack.

I watch through my own eyes, but it doesn’t feel normal, and I know why it’s like this. I’m not in charge. It’s like I’m locked away behind a window. My heart still hurts from what happened earlier.

Zed’s words after he allowed whatever that voice in my head was, to pleasure him, keeps replaying in my mind.

Don’t think about it, Evangeline.” I whisper, feeling my eyes sting with tears again.

‘Oh, stop wallowing. I’m doing you a favour Evangeline, you saw how Zedkiel prefers me over you. This is better for us.’

Her voice sneers. 1

No, it isn’t.

But I don’t argue. Being in here, I can feel her anger and it’s immense. There’s an evil to it…

The Oracle…

I shudder at the last memory I have of her, before the darkness inside of me took over.

I’m scared too… after all, what Zarachiel told me… I shiver at the thought, but before I can even delve into my own mind where I’m trapped, the first round is announced.

“This is going to be fun.” She says, looking at Amora.

The woman smiles back hesitantly and I-

She looks out across the stands, before she focuses on the eight men who are going to be participating. Each one holds power, although there’s a vast difference between them. Zedkiel is something entirely different, the power and dominance that he effortlessly displays, demands respect and submission.

They’re all in either shorts or sweatpants. A few of them are wearing tops too, but I pay attention to Zedkiel. He’s one of the few without a shirt.

‘I actually prefer the bold Evangeline.’

His words pain my heart.

I close my mind from her and curl up within myself. It hurt a lot, and I know she wants that, but I refuse to give her that satisfaction. Nor will I allow her to take my body… all I ever wanted is to be free… and my body was the one thing that is mine…

She can’t have it. She won’t. 2

I will take back control and I will remember what the oracle told me… is she ok? I don’t remember what happened. She had pushed me away and everything went dark…

Fear rushes up my spine at the blood I had seen on my hands when I was given access to my eyes after that period of darkness in the Oracle’s office, and I fear what may have happened.

Is she ok? I need to get out there, take control and check on the Oracle!

I need to tell Zedkiel everything before it’s too late! Then next time when she takes over, he’ll know…

me to watch her give Zedkiel a blowjob, let me see and hear how he enjoyed it. I feel the sadness inside

weak! I

screen flashes, and Chasyn’s face lights up half the screen

Dark Claw Pack flashes up next to him

Vilkas of The

Amar Lendorn of

Dark Claw Pack!”

their way to the centre of the ring

any can really be a match for Zedkiel. I have sensed

about him, right? I know he can take care of himself, but somehow, I’m still worrying, it makes

ever so slightly, but I don’t do anything, waiting for her to relax. She currently seems to be gazing down at the match

makes him

there’s something not right

stay still, not caring for the match much as she becomes absorbed with the match.

Chasyn rips through Amar’s arm and I

are weaker now and that’s when I push forward,

the stand rail in front of us. Her aura growing, but it’s only for a few seconds, and I manage to win, pushing her back into the darkest part of

nails split and break under the force that they’re digging into the rail.

suddenly back in control. I let out a shaky break, placing a hand on my

can never take control again! I have to find a way to get rid of her!

of rage rips through my head and I clutch it, fighting the ringing in my mind, my eyes

shout at

my mind. It isn’t easy. The dark energy that surrounds her is pushing against mine, which somehow feels light

you alright?” Maryka asks, dragging her attention away

violent, isn’t it?” I whisper

she looks at Chasyn. I glance around and notice even Lucia’s there, her eyes are glistening with unshed tears, she too is staring

love him dearly… his fated and the

is life so

the

those words out of my head.

quiver and I hate myself for it. This is why he didn’t like me, because I’m

I’m aiming for my freedom, nothing

one little taste of me and he’s over you.’ I hear her faint voice, it ignites

not let her

learn to hide my

booms, and I look at the screen, where his name is emblazoned

ground and for the first time, since I’ve met him, Chasyn is not smiling, but staring emotionlessly

men are escorted off the field and then the blood and torn clothes are

to him, and Amar’s mate also

me. I smile gently and his gaze softens before he gives me a slight smile back, just as Ragnar slaps his shoulder and says something

chuckle and I find myself blushing,

image appears on the board. He looks up at it, his eyes sharp as he awaits his opponent to be

the screen, my stomach

his sister to Zedkiel…

seem worried. In fact,