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.

him before she

harmless

small

shall spread a

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

fuck does that even

Mama replies, clearly as surprised as me at his

ome

my eyes, him and his way

so let Royce

of us make the

at me that I’m

ask dangerously, cocking

slightly as he looks at me from behind those shades. ‘I love you, Skyla, but you yourself know that your

flash as I glare at

all-knowing god. I don’t need

I should be careful

shit to yourself.’

his head.

my

a

I can do is warn

can.’

tone

I don’t need

between you and Royce earlier was fucking weird, too. What was

between us, I’m

can’t even

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

He says, glancing at Dante. Both men stare at one another,

damn faces.

ever and Dante is

a sizzle of power between them. I can feel their auras before

says

but I still

Dante,

concern.

head, returning

and custard.

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

the time, I

of Dante, but it

Royce’s doing.

that powerful aura was Royce’s, not Dante’s. Something more happened between them, and I plan to find out when we’re

to me the most was the way he looked Dante

no small feat. Some of us can look him

as Royce had, and he had

incredible, yet this fact is also eye-opening.

our knowledge that we simply

of before… then

he leans over, placing a soft butterfly kiss on my cheek. A

but that means admitting to him how his touch is driving me

right now.

admit anything

me, his scent fogging my mind,

more, but the sound

makes Royce

being a prude when

seen Mama and

Mama says, and I turn to her,

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

hair fondly.

you all go watch a movie and spend some

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