All Chapters of His Dark Obsession: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Zedkiel has not said a word since then. He didn’t even spare me a glance and only when we sat down in the front row of seats, did he place his arm around the back of my seat protectively. I also know why.The first two rows were the contestants and I see Octavius Huntington, Celia’s brother has chosen a woman too, Kara Irisian, the niece of the Alpha of the Night Dust Pack and to my surprise, the Alpha’s daughter and Kara’s cousin is sitting by Ragnar’s side.The competition is made up of strong women… and all are of Alpha blood apart from me. Dear Goddess, give me the strength I need…There are other people here to watch and listen as the tournament rules and rounds are explained. I can see Alpha Aeron too and I make sure not to even look at Sinclair, who is sitting right behind me. I can feel his gaze burning into me, but I refuse to give him any of my time, not after what he did last time.“Thank you everyone for attending, I won’t waste much time and we will get right into this.”

EVANGELINE.It is the following night and I have just gotten dressed in a pale pink satin off-shoulder dress that Zedkiel has picked out for me; I was surprised at his choice considering he preferred dark colours… but I didn’t argue, and when he himself put on grey pants and a white shirt, I think we matched perfectly. I don’t know how I feel about going back to the Welhaven Mansion… The wedding is being held in the mansion gardens.We still haven’t decided on the two questions to ask the Oracle. We just need to think very carefully before we do.Zedkiel and I are sitting in the back of the sleek back car and with every passing minute, my nervousness is growing. The king and queen are also attending the celebration. I am a little surprised that not all the royals were, but after all, their importance is far greater. But having the king and queen come is probably a great honour in itself. It just reminds me that the Lycans are far above the rest of the Alphas, just as Zedkiel is above

EVANGELINE.The pain and pleasure combined make me feel as if I’m in a haze of ecstasy. He’s huge and I feel so full. This feeling is unexplainable and every time he drives into me, he hits something inside of me that makes me cry out in blissful pleasure. It feels incredible.I bite my lip, my back arched as I crave every part of him to touch me. I look at him, but he’s not looked at me in a while… is he disgusted? Is he regretting it? He has his face turned away, pressed against my shoulder, but not once does he look at me. I try to push my insecurity away, hugging him tightly. I don’t know what we are, or where we are emotionally, but the one thing I do know is, for now, we are married, and we are consummating our marriage for this tournament.Suddenly I feel his aura surge around him, his entire body tenses and I bite my lip when he speeds up, the burning pain is stronger as he fucks me, he’s struggling, and I try to turn my head to the pillow just in case, but his hand is under i

EVANGELINE. One minute I was looking down at Zedkiel at the table and the next we were being whisked away. Apparently, our first round was meant to start simultaneously, or so we thought. “What is this?” Maryka asks holding up the envelope in her hand. We were each given one; they are identical aside from the name on it. Mine reads ‘Zedkiel’ in gorgeous gold embossed writing. “Well, this is part of your first test.” Jean says. “Let’s say you are the queen and this city is under attack, and you are most likely going to be kidnapped or killed. Now, to save your people, you have the chance to leave your Alpha a message. Where will you put it, knowing that time is short, and he must find it before anyone else?” “Is this part of our test?” Celia asks, frowning. “Yes, it is. It’s a good chance to display how in touch with your Alpha you are.” Jean replies in a clipped tone. Celia looks down. “Then that’s surely unfair. Some of us have been married for far longer-” “There is no place

ZEDKIEL. I shifted the moment I left the castle. The urge to crush the camera entices me, but instead, I hang the strap around my neck and bundle my clothes together before breaking into a run. I’ll find her and if anything has happened to her… The forest is dangerous and it’s not somewhere I want Evangeline alone. I try not to think of the worst. Obviously, they will have people posted there, but still. It’s over an hour later and I reach the forest, trying to catch her scent. I ran as fast as I could and although I made it here at record speed; I'm beginning to feel extremely uneasy. There’s nothing… I’ve been here countless times; I know where all the store cabins are, and any houses located in the area. I’ll check them all out. With each passing hour, my restlessness is growing. I need blood, but at the same time, I can’t shake off the growing unease. Am I overreacting? I finally reach the deepest part of the forest and approach the small cabin that sits in the middle. I slam