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

harmless

her a small smile. “It’s

that shall spread

or later. Are you certain of your choices, Royce?”

fuck does that

as surprised as me at

ome

him

all-seeing, so let Royce and

make the choices we

indirect jab at

dangerously, cocking a

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

as I

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

fuck I should

shit to yourself.’

tilts his head. ‘You know I

my

a way more

All I can do is warn you in the

can.’

tone

need your cryptic

and Royce earlier was fucking weird, too. What was

was between us, I’m

you can’t even

inside of me, the urge to let my Lycan come out growing and I’m about to stand up, but Royce’s hand on my thigh keeps

drop this conversation, shall we?” He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare at one another, and

damn faces.

and Dante

them. I can

well.” He says after a

silently, but I still hear

looks at Dante, me, and

concern.

shake my head,

and custard.

between Dante and Royce was… fucking weird. There seems to be

I had thought

because of Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and I plan to find out

most was the way he looked

is no small feat. Some of us can look him in the eye for

as Royce had, and he had done

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

beyond our knowledge that

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

consumed?” Royce asks me softly, as he leans over, placing a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A tingle of pleasure rushes through me and his fingers tantalisingly brush

core knots is tempting, but that means admitting

right now.

admit

his scent fogging my mind, but in

wanting so much fucking more, but the sound of

makes Royce move

She’s being a prude

Mama

and I turn

my little brat of a sister, sticking my tongue

hair fondly.

you all go watch a movie and spend some time together? I will bring some

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