Chapter 61

One in a Century

ROYCE.

I hear Alejandro scoff at that, and I turn to him as I pull on my cardigan.

He reminds me of the background audience to a TV show or something. He really must make his presence known, not that he’s hard to miss as it is. I walk over to him.

“Mind if I take her?” I ask as I hold my hand out to shake as a peace offering.

I want to put whatever happened here, behind us. This match wasn’t going to be mentioned again, and I will never be sparring against the Lycan King again. I know my win did shock him, but I’m not trying to make him look any lower in his daughter’s eyes.

I can tell they clash often enough and don’t see eye to eye, although I put that down to their similar personalities, and I didn’t want to cause any further rifts between them.

“I fucking do mind, so stop fucking rubbing it in, knowing you both going to do whatever the fuck you want, anyway.” He growls, but he still takes my hand. “You’re not like your old man, not going to say much else out here, but let’s have that talk. You asked me a question and I’ll answer it… and regarding your spot at the academy… I have no issue if you fucking continue.”

I’m surprised at that but I simply nod. I went there unknowingly for my Lil Lucifer and I plan to stay and continue to train her…

Fuck, as wrong as I think it is, in a way, I still need to watch out for her around Aleric…

“Now I feel a bit better over the fact that I was never able to ever really best you in training.” The green-eyed goddess says as she saunters over to my car.

She’s wearing a lace crop top with a white mini skirt that seems to flare around her with every step she takes.

I drag my eyes away and look at Kiara.

“I’ll see you both soon.” I say, but she stops me by placing her hand on my arm.

“I will be looking forward to that visit in the holidays.” She says, as a wave of coolness spreads through me, and any remaining aches and pain vanish.

“Thank you.” I reply, placing my hand over hers for a second before I step back.

She smiles and nods as Alejandro pulls her close.

I walk over to Sky and open the door for her, but a flash of black blurs past me and jumps into the car first.

but where I go, so does Malevolent.” Skyla

smiles and places her hand on my waist and reaching up, kisses

I simply give her a small smirk and wink and

standing here, Love?” I ask

her eyes before she gets in, and I close

them a small nod before shutting my

around and her gaze falls on

her, I take hold of the seat belt and strap her in, placing a soft kiss on her neck as I inhale

need a shower… I’m a

her in, I reach behind and grab the

the city, and no,

the mansion, but we had enough time. It’s still early and I’ll get her

for these, they’re gorgeous…” She says, brushing her fingertips over the roses. “I actually love

eyes meet

I glance at her tattooed arm that peeks through her sheer

She says, cocking one of those arched brows. “Aside from

nails

I begin, taking one from the box. I made sure that the stems were not completely shaved off, retaining their original beauty, and I brush my thumb down the stem, letting one of the thorns cut into my thumb. “Is breathtakingly beautiful, regal… yet it protects itself

“You are met with the mesmerising allure of the petalled flower itself. Still strong, still dangerous, yet exceptionally beautiful and tender…” I reach over, brushing the rose across Skyla’s plush lips before trailing it down her neck. Her thumping heart makes me smile faintly. “And just like a rose in a storm, you hold your own, no

miss the fact her heart is thundering.

I run the rose down her thigh, not missing

Oh, fuck, Love…

grey orbs meet

you better than you think,” I say, and I mean

as she admires her flowers, I know that if she knew my truth, she’ll realise I really do know

to peek into the gift bags and I glance back at

how she will take it when I tell her who I am, but

—–

an hour later and we are finally at my penthouse, one of the couple

taken a quick peek around before I had given her the gifts and went to take a quick shower. I’m now leaning against the door, in a pair of grey sweatpants with a towel slung over my shoulder as I watch her look through the stuff I

with the card sits unopened. I don’t do this often, but looking

learn how to treat

thigh, my eyes raking over the curves of her breasts and

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