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.

am surprised that you’re here.” He says quietly, a small smile lingering on

a brow as they both close the gap

fades and I wonder what’s going through his

really, I heard what happened to mini-Lucifer, glad she’s ok now.” He glances at

me. “Dante, my boyfriend, Royce.

Boyfriend. I like that.

my hand. I am not sure if I should address him as Alpha, but it’s a

for a moment, as

a second before his head dips a little and I know he’s looking at my

hand.” Skyla growls, clearly

glancing at his sister and smirking before turning

Strange fellow.

to hurt, and I can’t help

don’t burn, it’s just a

me cock a brow, and then

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

light

taking a stance.’ A woman’s ethereal voice sounds in my

absolutely, even I am allowed favourites…’ A powerful male voice follows, one that makes me bow my

fast and for a second, I

a golden glow around me, and then time

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

Oh, shoot!

into my chest, making sure no flying piece of glass shard comes near her as I try to rein in

done. The entire glass-panelled wall is