The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

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.

quiet, watching him before she simply shrugs.

a harmless

a small smile. “It’s all

that shall spread a

your choices, Royce?”

does that

Mama replies, clearly as surprised as me

ome

eyes, him and his

all-seeing, so let Royce and

the choices we

at

I ask dangerously, cocking

‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know that your feisty and reckless nature will only get you into

as I glare

me, Dante, just be a brother, not a fucking all-knowing god. I

the fuck I should be careful

to yourself.’ I

his head. ‘You

my

in a way more

I can do is warn you

can.’

that tone

need your cryptic

Royce earlier was fucking weird,

was between us,

you can’t even share

jaw, feeling my anger flare inside of me, the urge to let my Lycan come out growing and

He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare at one another, and I can’t read

damn faces.

emotionless as ever and Dante is hidden

power between them. I can

says after

sighs silently, but

looks at Dante, me, and

concern.

my head,

and custard.

Dante and Royce was… fucking weird. There seems to be some sort of understanding

the time, I had

of Dante, but it

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 we’re

the thing that got to me the most was the way he looked Dante

us can look

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

also eye-opening.

linger beyond our knowledge that we

had never heard of before… then this serpent… not

me softly, as he leans over, placing a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek.

legs shut as my core knots is tempting, but that means admitting to him how his touch is driving me

right now.

to admit

fogging my mind, but in a good way. I lock

fucking more, but

makes Royce move

being

seen Mama

I turn to

to stop being dramatic.” I smirk at my little brat of a sister, sticking my tongue out, and she simply rolls her eyes, giving Dante the

hair fondly.

fair enough. She’s only teasing you. Well, why don’t you all go watch a movie and spend some time together? I will bring some snacks for

idea.” Dante says, and I know he’s looking at me. “I think