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

harmless question.”

her a small smile. “It’s

shall spread a

choices, Royce?” Dante

fuck does

replies, clearly as surprised as me at his

ome

him and his way of

all-seeing, so let Royce and

us make the choices

jab at me

ask dangerously,

at me from behind those shades. ‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know that your feisty and reckless nature will only

eyes flash as I glare at

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

the fuck I should

shit to yourself.’

his head. ‘You

my

are tied, in a way more than

I can do is warn you in

I can.’ He

hate that tone of

I don’t need

happened between you and Royce earlier was fucking weird, too. What was that about?’

between

you can’t even share

urge to let my Lycan come out growing and I’m about to stand up, but Royce’s hand on my

at Dante. Both men stare at one

damn faces.

as ever and Dante is hidden behind his glasses, but

between them. I can feel their

well.” He says after

but I still hear

at Dante, me, and

concern.

shake my head,

and custard.

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

the time, I had thought

of Dante, but it

Royce’s doing.

aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened

me the most was the way he looked Dante straight in the

feat. Some of us can look him in the eye for

but not for as long as Royce

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

linger beyond our knowledge that we simply

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

me softly, as he leans over, placing a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A tingle of pleasure rushes through

core knots is tempting, but that means admitting to him how his touch is driving me nuts and

right now.

to admit

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

fucking more, but the

Royce move

being a prude when

seen Mama

says, and I turn to her,

guys ever 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

hair fondly.

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

he’s looking at me. “I