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.

watching him before she simply shrugs.

a harmless question.” Royce

her a small smile. “It’s all

that shall spread a lot

Royce?”

the fuck does that

as surprised as me at

ome

eyes, him and his way

not all-seeing, so let Royce and

us make the choices we want, or

an indirect jab at me that

ask dangerously, cocking

behind those shades. ‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know

eyes flash as I

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

I should be careful

keep your shit to yourself.’

tilts his head. ‘You know I

my

a way more

do is

can.’

that tone of his

don’t need your cryptic

earlier was fucking weird, too. What was that about?’ I

was between

can’t even share

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

at Dante. Both men stare at one another, and I can’t

damn faces.

emotionless as ever and Dante is hidden behind his glasses, but there

be a sizzle of power between them. I can feel their auras

well.” He says after

silently, but I

looks at Dante, me, and Royce

concern.

head,

and custard.

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

I

Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

not Dante’s. Something more

most was

is no small feat. Some of us can

Royce had, and he

and that’s incredible, yet this fact is also eye-opening. It makes me wonder what else is out there or

that we

before… then this serpent… not to mention the odd increase in other happenings

over, placing a soft butterfly kiss on my

is tempting, but that means admitting to him how his touch is driving me nuts and I’m

right now.

to admit anything

fogging my mind, but in a good

neck, wanting so much fucking more, but the sound of

Royce

her. She’s being a

seen Mama and

Mama says, and I turn to her,

cared for what you subjected 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 her eyes,

hair fondly.

enough. She’s only teasing you. Well, why don’t you all go watch a movie and spend some

looking at me. “I