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.

stays quiet, watching him before she

harmless

small smile.

that shall spread

certain of your choices, Royce?”

the fuck does that

Mama replies, clearly as surprised as me

ome

him

all-seeing, so let Royce

us make the choices we want,

an indirect jab at me

I ask dangerously, cocking a

‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know that

flash as I glare

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

the fuck I should be

your shit to

head. ‘You know

my

in a way more than

I can do is warn

I can.’

that tone

don’t need

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

between

can’t even share

clench my jaw, feeling my anger flare 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 me

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

damn faces.

Dante is hidden behind his glasses,

sizzle of power between them. I can feel their

He says after

silently, but I still

Dante, me, and Royce

concern.

head, returning to my

and custard.

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

time, I had thought

of Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

Something more happened between them, and I plan to find out when

most was the way

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

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

this fact is also eye-opening. It makes me wonder what else

beyond our knowledge that we

ex had been something that we had never heard of before… then this serpent… not to mention the odd increase in other happenings

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

my core knots is tempting, but that means admitting to him how

right now.

to admit anything to

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

his neck, wanting so much fucking more, but the

Royce

She’s being a

Mama and

I turn to

us to. Alessandra needs to stop being dramatic.” I smirk at my little brat of a sister, sticking

hair fondly.

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

looking