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?

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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

harmless question.”

a small smile. “It’s

spread a lot

your choices, Royce?” Dante says, drinking some water. His

the fuck does that even

clearly as surprised as me

ome

eyes, him

so let

of us make the choices

an indirect jab at

I ask dangerously, cocking

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

as I glare at

not a fucking all-knowing god. I don’t

the fuck I should be

to

his head.

my

are tied, in a way more

I can do is warn you in

can.’ He says

hate that tone

need your cryptic

Royce earlier was fucking

between us, I’m

you can’t even share

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

Both men

damn faces.

as ever and Dante is hidden behind

of power between them. I can

He says

but I still

looks at Dante,

concern.

shake my head,

and custard.

seems to be some sort of understanding of sorts between them, and something happened…

the time, I had thought the

of Dante, but

Royce’s doing.

was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and

the most was the way he looked Dante straight in

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

as long as Royce had, and he had done

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

beyond our knowledge that we

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

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

but that

right now.

admit

mind, but in a

wanting so much fucking more,

Royce move

her. She’s being a prude

seen Mama

I turn to

to stop being dramatic.” I smirk at my little brat of a sister, sticking my tongue out, and she simply rolls her

hair fondly.

why don’t you all go watch a movie and

I know he’s looking at me. “I think

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