67. Laying Out Plans

ZEDKIEL.

“Evelyn…” She’s getting closer and I stare

into her eyes, hoping somehow Evangeline

can see me.

Fight it Little Mouse…

“The matches will start soon. I need to

prepare.”

I remove her arms from around me, only to feel her anger flare up.

“There’s nothing to prepare. Do I disgust you?”

“I’m not doing this right now.” I say firmly.

“Then when! When she regains control! I know you want me gone!” She hisses and I feel the darkness wrap around her.

I turn sharply, my eyes flashing as I feel Zerachiel’s own rage rising. “Do not test me,

Evelyn.” I snarl.

“You are meant for me too! We were both

mated to Zerachiel – to you! Yet each time he chooses her and you… you just want me dead!”

Guess that façade is over.

I look at her coldly. “You killed the Oracle, correct? You killed the village and Evangeline’s family, correct?” I snarl, grabbing her by her neck.

She glares at me with anger and rage.

“I did what I needed to!” She hisses. ”

Evangeline is weak. I can be the queen you deserve!”

“Evangeline is the only one who will be my queen.” I sneer, slamming her against the wall.

Remember, she’s Evangeline…

I clench my jaw, wishing things weren’t so complicated.

“We will always be one, you want her, then

you have to have me… kill me, kill her… we can keep doing this, every lifetime Zerachiel

every time… Let’s fall in love… let’s rip each other’s hearts out…. And like every rebirth… you will kill me… saving this planet over Evangeline… Does she really believe you are her hero?! You are nothing but a killer!”

“Evangeline.” I say clearly, trying to control

the anger that swirls inside of me. Her words are hitting a nerve. “Fight her, you are stronger, this is your body… Take control, I want you.”

Who knows if my words will reach her, but I had to try. She lets out a menacing growl and I’m slammed against the far wall of the bedroom, the black whips of her power slashing long gashes across my chest.

Fuck, she’s powerful.

My eyes flash, and Zerachiel’s rage burns around me like an inferno. “Stop!” He

thunders and she hesitates. Stopping mid- step as he takes control.

“Zerachiel…” Her eyes are conflicted once

more.

down.” He

some kind of hold on her, why else would she

his anger dissipate as he stands up and goes over to her

feel confused. I had felt his hatred and

into his touch and then I feel the shift, the spark that tells me Evangeline is back. She gasps as she looks up at us, her heart thumping, and I push Zerachiel away, tugging her head back and

god, she’s ok…

Prince Zedkiel Vilkas wins!”

earlier? How shallow-minded are these people? I look down at Ragnar, he put up a good

hard, and we are

now his eyes still hold that challenging glint and

pretty well.” I say, holding out my hand to

away before gripping onto my hand and wrist and allows me to pull him up. He staggers, cursing under his breath

did well.” I say.

enough.” He replies as the

come to assist him and

meet before he turns. He stumbles, almost falling, but the two

him, helping him

matches began, she resurfaces? If she uses

does not lose control and if she

get ready for the matches. I’m stretched out on the bed, whilst she hooks her corset over

the outfit, and I was a little jealous that other men will see her in that outfit. Black top, black

to give her last-minute pointers. I just wish we had more time. With everything

looks at me through the

now

through her long hair.

her, placing my hands on her hips from behind as I kiss her neck. Her

to win and at the same time make sure I don’t end up locked in my own mind. She’s taking

know how to prevent

well against Maryka, and hopefully, there’s no foul play at work. I’ll be watching carefully.” I

and nods. “Zed…

we- I mean me and her… are we reborn

be doomed? Will we die again?” She’s

to hide the sorrow in her voice, and I

my arms around

become too late… but I won’t let it get to that, we need to find out where we went wrong in our past lives, get the facts laid out before

a way to break this forsaken

thoughtfully. “Even if it’s between the tournament trials, we have to make

tomorrow, but wh

then through

to make a

we need to do,

King about all he knows and Grandmother Philomena. I

to talk to Zerachiel, or… maybe

in the mirror, thinking we look good

raises an eyebrow.

aside from how I

a part in all

how good you look against me.”

wrapping my hand

throat.

rise and fall and the urge to turn her and pin her to that bed tempts me but she has a match to go to soon enough… “I recognise that look… if I win, maybe you can do whatever is going through that mind of

to.” I growl huskily,

up and kissing her plump

release her after a few moments and she sits down on the bed, slipping on her

know I’m not a royal, but if I’m

all, felt

above the chamber.

Raziel? No one has ever mentioned seeing a wolf but I have… and

I always felt

so

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