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

small smile. “It’s all

that shall spread a lot

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

the fuck does that even

Mama replies, clearly as surprised as me at his

ome

my eyes, him

all-seeing, so let Royce

us make the choices we want,

jab at me

dangerously,

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

flash as I glare at

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

fuck I should be

your shit to

his head. ‘You

my

in a way more

is

can.’

tone of his

need your cryptic

fucking weird,

was between us,

can’t

anger flare inside of me, the urge to let my Lycan come out

at Dante. Both men

damn faces.

emotionless as ever and Dante

be a sizzle of power between them. I can feel

says after a

sighs silently, but I still

at Dante, me, and

concern.

my head,

and custard.

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

time, I had thought the

of Dante, but it had

Royce’s doing.

Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and I plan

the thing that got to me the most was the way

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

long as Royce had,

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

beyond our knowledge that we simply don’t know

how Azura’s ex had been something that we had never heard of before… then this

a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A tingle of pleasure rushes through me and his fingers tantalisingly

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

right now.

to admit anything to

my mind, but in a good way.

his neck, wanting so much fucking more, but the sound of a loud groan

makes Royce move

She’s being a prude

seen Mama and

and I turn to her,

you 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 she simply

hair fondly.

go watch a movie and spend some time together?

says, and I know he’s looking

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