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.

harmless question.” Royce

her a small smile.

that shall spread a lot

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

the fuck does that

surprised as

ome

roll my eyes, him and his way

so

make the choices we

at

I ask dangerously,

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

flash as

just be a brother, not a fucking all-knowing god. I don’t need

fuck I

shit to yourself.’ I growl

tilts his head. ‘You know I

my

are tied, in a way

can do is warn you in

I can.’ He says

that tone of

need your

between you and Royce earlier was fucking

was between us, I’m

can’t

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

conversation, shall we?” He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare

damn faces.

is as emotionless as ever and Dante is

between them. I can feel their

He says after

but I

Dante, me,

concern.

my head,

and custard.

fucking weird. There seems to be some sort of understanding

time, I had

of Dante, but it

Royce’s doing.

that powerful aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and I

thing that got to me the most was

feat. Some of us can look him in the

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

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

that we simply don’t

had never heard of before… then

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

that means admitting to him how

right now.

admit

scent fogging my mind, but in

fucking more, but the sound of a

makes Royce move

her. She’s being

seen Mama and

Mama says, and I turn

smirk at my little brat of a sister, sticking my tongue out, and she simply rolls her eyes, giving Dante the smallest of

hair fondly.

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

Dante says, and I know he’s looking at me. “I think that would