The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 60

No Longer a Child

SKYLA.

I was wondering why Mama was trying to prolong our leaving, but when I felt the ground tremble, I had run to the window only to see Dad fighting with someone…

My stomach plummets fast when I recognise the sexy hunk he had just thrown to the ground.

Royce!

My heart thunders, my eyes blazing as my head whips around, and I glare at Mama.

“How could you? You know he’ll hurt him!”

Dad may be getting older, but he is still extremely powerful. The only person I know who has defeated him in a match until this day is Dante and fuck, he’s a God!

“Skyla! Please listen to me!” Mama shouts.

Fuck no!

Dad is a beast!

My heart is racing, and I can feel my anger rising. I’m going to lose control, but the fear of what might happen to Royce keeps me sane enough.

I can hear them talking now as I run down the stairs, my heart thudding loudly in my ears.

“…I’ve heard.” I hear Royce say.

“You sure had confidence that you will win, so then why the fuck did you send everyone away? This was your moment of glory, shame no one was able to witness it.” I hear dad say and stop in my tracks.

Royce won.

How…?

I know for a fact; Dad would never have let him win on purpose…

I suddenly feel weak as I speed up, but I’m no longer running, trying to hear what they’re saying.

Is the fight over?

need to know who won or lost? This isn’t a moment’s glory for me Alpha Alejandro. I won because you said it’s the only way you will allow me to see my Doll today and although I probably would still find a way to see her. I’d rather not anger

for a girl like

this guy is scrumptious, but his next words

father, and I find

baby, you’re not. You’re a fucking king who I’m fucking madly in love

I break into a run to calm myself, wiping the stray tear from my

entirely drool-worthy with a layer of sweat coating his

waist, his hands wrap around it perfectly,

and his soften as

gaze falls on the plunging neckline of my white peplum top and I see a flash of hunger in

They’re all yours…

sweaty and covered in blood dirt.” He says

don’t fucking care, I

lips. Explosive sparks rush through me when he instantly kisses me back, pulling me closer to him as he kisses me deeper

run my tongue along the cut on his lip, feeling a flare of irritation that he was

How?

I can’t help but moan when he throbs against

delicious… My hand grips the back of his neck tightly. I want to kiss him

can’t when he kisses my cheek ever so softly before his breath fans my ear. His fingers gently comb

may not take it well and don’t argue with me, Love. We’ll have plenty of

soft wind around us and something tells me he’s making

seductively into my

clenches in desire,

hand brushes his V. I look

Oh, fuck me now.

to examine his injuries, sneakily slipping the tips of my

Daddy, you are fucking

eyes flash as I let go of Royce and

I ask through the link, my heart

for my daughter.’ He says quietly through the mind

see the sadness

and I realise that it must be hard for him. He often

knew you were so fucking strong, you weren’t expecting him

hand on my elbow. Dad’s gaze falls to his hand

him, but he really needs to get used to it. I’m not

I’ll always be