The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 71

Chapter 71. Touched by a God

ROYCE.

What on earth…

The hair at the back of my neck stands on edge and I break the kiss, turning towards the door, my eyes flashing.

Then, I hear it.

The footfalls, albeit quiet, seem to ring in my head and I frown.

I’ve never felt such power…

Someone steps into the entrance and I find myself looking at a tall, muscular, well-built man that isn’t just omitting an immense aura, but he himself is the entity of pure power.

He must be nearly 7 feet tall, with a head full of black curls. He’s wearing sunglasses despite being inside and he has an angled jaw and a light stubble. He’s dressed in black jeans, boots and a baggy t-shirt with a few necklaces, one that stands out with a crystal at the end.

His attention is on us. The power radiating off him is so intense that even Malevolent wakes up and runs off to the corner, hiding under a table before curling up and settling to sleep again.

“I seem to be intruding.” He says, raising a brow, and I realise Skyla is still in my lap. I lift her off and stand up, as does Skyla.

“Dante, you’re here.” Skyla says.

I turn sharply to the man, realising it’s the King’s son. The mysterious Dante Rossi who remains hidden away from the world, and I can see why. He’s a powerhouse…. And there’s something about him that isn’t… normal.

If we class werewolves, lycans and witches as normal.

I am surprised that you’re here.” He

a brow as they both

asks before he hugs her tightly, kissing the top of her head. His smile fades and I wonder what’s going through

what happened to mini-Lucifer, glad she’s ok

before both siblings turn to me. “Dante, my

Boyfriend. I like that.

Dante.” I say, offering my hand. I am not sure if

doesn’t reply for a moment, as if not sure how

crosses his forehead for a second before his head dips

clearly offended just

at his sister and smirking

Strange fellow.

is going to hurt, and I can’t help

it’s just

making me cock a brow, and then his

power come forward. The entire room seems to mute out, and it’s just the

second, our hair seems to defy gravity as his head snaps up, and I know behind those sunglasses he’s looking at me. Through them, I can faintly make out his red orbs. Orbs that are currently burning with flashes of images

light fills

are taking a stance.’ A woman’s ethereal voice sounds in my mind, one filled with

A powerful male voice follows, one

fast and for a second, I

I see a golden glow around me, and then time seems

his, and an intense wave of energy blasts off me and to my

Oh, shoot!

chest, making sure no flying piece of glass

the damage has been done. The