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 she simply

a harmless question.” Royce

small smile.

that shall spread a

your choices, Royce?” Dante says,

the fuck does that

surprised as

ome

him and his way of

not all-seeing, so let Royce and

make the choices

jab at me that

I ask dangerously, cocking a

you, Skyla, but you yourself know that your feisty and reckless nature will only get you into

eyes flash as I

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

fuck I should be careful

your shit to yourself.’

head. ‘You

my

are tied, in a way more than

All I can do is warn

can.’ He

that tone

I don’t need your cryptic

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

between

you can’t

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

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

damn faces.

as emotionless as ever and Dante is hidden behind his glasses, but there

I can

says after a

sighs silently, but I still

at Dante, me, and Royce

concern.

head, returning to

and custard.

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

time, I had

because of Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

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

got to me the most was the way he looked Dante

feat. Some of us can look him

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

yet this fact is also eye-opening. It makes me

knowledge that we simply don’t

been something that we had never heard of before… then this serpent… not

are you 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 between my

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

right now.

admit anything

soothes me, his scent fogging my mind, but in

much fucking more, but

makes Royce move

She’s being

Mama

says, and I turn

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 rolls her eyes, giving Dante the smallest of smiles

hair fondly.

only teasing you. Well, why don’t you all go watch a

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

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