Chapter 20

Her Father

ROYCE.

It’s two days later and the day the Lycan King himself is coming to the school. I’m sitting in my office mulling over yesterday’s session.

Training with Skyla has been a little easier. Starting with her warming up without complaining.

She’s been quieter too, and I wonder what is on her mind… but again; I have to remember there is a boundary I need to keep in place.

I have my own questions that I wish I had answers to… irrelevant to her training.

Does she ever think of Reign?

She seems to be doing fine, and doesn’t seem to be worried about anything… but I know that the truth is she’s got a lot more going on than she pretends to have and although I know some of her issues, I want her to tell me, as Royce. To trust me as she did Reign…

She has a lot of emotions that she just doesn’t seem to be able to get control of. I don’t exactly know what she is, but I know she’s not a werewolf, or not fully.

She just… the two training sessions I have had with her… There’s definitely something there that is not mentioned in her files, or the king simply doesn’t want anyone to know. Either way, there’s more to her.

Much like us, the Rossis are powerful, and it only makes sense they keep their true powers on the down low, just like Dante Rossi, who is extremely powerful. Delsanra Diana Rossi, the mate of Rayhan Rossi, is a hybrid demon witch. 4

There are others, like the Deimos prince, and many things they’ll keep quiet, but I don’t fault them on that. Knowledge is power, and for others to attain that information… can be dangerous.

knock on the door of my office makes me look up,

pepper hair is brushed back with short back and sides and he has a small beard that is neatly groomed. He wears a dagger

Lycan king himself –

wolf’s restlessness, urging me to show my own aura,

Alejandro.” I say,

crosses his face, and his dark eyes which look almost fully black watch me intently, glinting

a drag on his cigarette at

firm shake before I step

“Please take a seat.”

in a white button, grey jeans, a belt and trainers. My hair is open and my sleeves

is here, is deemed respectful… So instead, I decide to lean against my desk

holds vast power, and that power radiates from him, demanding respect.

corner of his lips before he takes another drag on his

me

you’re Royce.” He’s scrutinising me again, and I

questions ask away,” I say emotionlessly, wondering what exactly he’s trying to figure

couple months back, you answered your old man’s phone.” He

not only Dad who’s not

discuss

years trainer and I was pushing for something that seemed pretty impossible by wanting an Alpha… You offered… Why did you agree? You come from one of the most powerful

no

my attention back to the question he just asked me and frown slightly. I know why I wanted it… to get away from Dad… but I genuinely liked the sound of trying something

of pace might be ideal.”

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