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?

2/11

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.

stays quiet, watching him before she simply

a harmless question.”

her a small smile.

spread a lot of

choices, Royce?” Dante says, drinking some water. His words shock

does that even

Mama replies, clearly as surprised as me

ome

roll my eyes, him and

all-seeing, so let Royce

us make the choices we want, or

indirect jab at me

ask dangerously, cocking

me from behind those shades. ‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know that your feisty

as I

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

I

your shit to yourself.’ I growl

tilts his head.

my

tied, in a way

can do is warn you in

can.’

hate that tone of his

need

and Royce earlier was fucking

was between

you can’t even share

urge to let my Lycan come out growing and I’m about to stand

He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare at

damn faces.

as ever and Dante is hidden

of power between them. I can feel

He says after

sighs silently, but I still hear

looks at Dante,

concern.

head, returning to

and custard.

earlier between Dante and Royce was… fucking weird. There seems to be some sort of understanding of sorts between them,

time, I had

Dante,

Royce’s doing.

that powerful aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more

was the way he looked Dante straight

of us

Royce had, and he had

incredible, yet this fact is also eye-opening. It makes me wonder what

that we

Azura’s ex had been something that we had never heard of before… then this serpent…

a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A tingle of pleasure rushes

is tempting, but that means admitting

right now.

admit anything

touch soothes me, his scent fogging my mind,

fucking more, but the sound of

Royce

She’s being a prude

Mama and Dad

and I

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

hair fondly.

“Alright, fair enough. She’s only teasing you. Well, why don’t you all go watch

he’s looking at me. “I

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