Chapter 72. His Opinion

SKYLA.

Mama had made a delicious meal, and Royce had not failed in complimenting her several times, making her blush happily.

“No really, it’s delicious.” Royce says as he eats Mama’s signature brownies with hot

custard. “You went out of your way to make

so much.”

“Oh thank you, it really wasn’t much at all!”

Mama exclaims, waving her hand.

I cock a brow.

Wasn’t much? She went full out with six different dishes and three desserts…

“You are too modest Kiara.” Royce replies, placing his spoon down, and I can’t help but notice the way his tongue runs along his lips.

Yeah, Mama had been adamant he calls her

Kiara. I bet Dad wouldn’t be happy with these two getting on so well, but with everything going on with the witches and the death noodle, he had to stay down there

to deal with matters.

Night has fallen and Mama has told us to stay the night, and to be fair, I don’t mind. I need the break away from everything and

even better; she was insistent that Royce

also stay, and that is something I am not going to argue with. I want him right now, by my side.

I owe him for dropping everything and

helping me get Malevolent down here. I really do and he said he has things he needs to do with his pack. I need to help him too.

“So, is it true you’re Skyla’s teacher?” Alessandra asks bluntly, her eyes piercing into Royce.

His smile fades as he becomes serious, and perhaps there’s a hint of guilt in his eyes. I’m not certain, as he masks it pretty well.

“Yes, that is correct, however, we did know one another from before I became her

trainer, although that isn’t an excuse.” He says lightly, his grip tightening slightly.

“Does it matter?” I ask, cocking a brow at

Alessandra.

“Did I say it does? There’s stuff going around, you know.” She counters scathingly. “So, I was just confirming if he’s the guy

from the rumours.”

“Rumours?” Dante tilts his head.

“None of your damn business.” I growl.

“Let’s not do this now.” Mama warns, her voice gentle yet firm.

“She’s just asking. It’s completely fine.” Royce says to me, trying to ease the tension.

His hand rests on my thigh, and he strokes it sensually. Does he not know he’s driving me fucking crazy?

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Mama is sitting opposite me. Next to her is Alessandra, who is opposite Royce and

Dante is on Alessandra’s other side and

although they can’t see his hand under the table, it’s working me up.

him

a harmless question.”

her a small

spread a

certain of your choices, Royce?” Dante says, drinking some

fuck does

replies, clearly as surprised as me at his

ome

eyes, him and his

so let Royce

us make the choices

at me that

ask dangerously, cocking a

Skyla, but you yourself know

flash as I glare

fucking all-knowing god. I don’t need it, and if you

I should

shit to

head. ‘You

my

are tied, in a way

All I can do is warn you

I can.’ He says

that tone of his

need your

Royce earlier was fucking

was between us, I’m

you can’t

Lycan come out growing and I’m about to

we?” He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare at one another, and I

damn faces.

Dante is hidden

of power between them. I can feel their auras before Dante smiles

He says after a

silently, but I

looks at Dante, me,

concern.

shake my head, returning to my

and custard.

seems to be some

the time, I had thought the

Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

did something, but that powerful aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and I plan to find out when

got to me the most was the way he looked Dante straight in the

that is no small feat. Some of us can look him

not for as long as Royce had, and he had done

is also eye-opening. It makes

linger beyond our knowledge that we

then

placing a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A tingle of pleasure rushes through me and

shut as my core knots is tempting, but that means admitting to him

right now.

admit anything

my mind, but

his neck, wanting so much fucking more, but the sound of a loud

makes Royce

She’s being a prude

Mama and Dad

and I

us to. Alessandra needs to stop being dramatic.” I smirk at my little brat of a sister, sticking my tongue out, and she simply rolls

hair fondly.

all go watch a

I know he’s looking at

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