The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin novel Chapter 100

SKYLA.

The courtroom is dark and almost ominous. It makes me feel like I’ve committed a crime and I’m here to be sentenced. Well, I kind of fucking am thanks to stupid Heather, the fucking Feather-Brained twit.

Last night’s revelations had kept me up all night. That prophecy of Heaven’s was fucking intense and the fact she is going through that kind of heavy shit at that age is fucking unfair.

I had filled Royce in on everything, well we kinda had a video chat, me, him, Leo, Azura and Kat.

We had spent hours discussing it, and once we had switched off, he had stayed on the phone all night with me.

Talking, flirting and maybe a little bit of dirty talking. Even when I fell asleep he didn’t switch it off. In the morning when he heard me wake up his ‘good morning’ in that deep husky morning voice of his had made me wish he was here so I could kiss him hard and fuck him.

I miss you, Magic Fingers.

I’m wearing a black high-neck ribbed top, leather pants and boots.

The little brat is already sitting there with her parents. I fucking feel damn petty, but seeing Heather sitting there looking all scared only made me stare at her a little more.

I’m mad at her, sure she probably didn’t see the fucking death-noodle, but she did not get attacked by a bright white Lycan. Like fuck, how do you confuse that shit?

“It’s going to be alright.” Dad says.

He, Liam and Raihana are by my side, and I’m glad they are.

The girls, Azura, Kat and Song, had messaged earlier to wish me all the best and good luck. Think I’m going to need more than that shit with how uneasy I’m fucking feeling.

Mama Red,Aunty Raven and Uncle Chris had all called too, but honestly, it’s just making me feel like this shit is fucking bad…

I’m not sure what to make of the others already gathered here.

Rivers is here too, the dumb cunt. Those on the jury are seated. Some of them are from the councils, others are not. Dad would usually be there, but because I am his daughter, he couldn’t.

Grandad Elijah will be joining though, and Allen, an old Alpha who has been by Dad’s side for ages, is on the panel too.

Then we have the witches. I see Sephora there, and another two. So Janaina won’t be… Fuck, why do I feel like shit isn’t on my side.

My phone begins ringing and I take it out of my pocket. As much as I want it to be Royce, I know he wouldn’t risk giving me a call whilst I'm here in this room.

He had already talked to me on the way here, and he was about to catch his flight… fuck.

He had wanted to delay until after the trial, but Dad and Leo had said he should go and had practically forced him, saying they’ll keep him updated.

Dante?

The phone rings and I answer it.

“Hey, I’m surprised you called. You’re not one to often take a phone with you wherever the hell you are.” I say, not expecting him to call.

“Maybe, but did you think I’d forget to call on such a day?” His voice is soft, and I have to admit I like him better on the phone.

“Well, you do have a lot going on. I wouldn’t have complained, besides I can do without hearing your voice.” I say jokingly.

"Thanks for calling. Sometimes we all need our annoying older brothers to call."

He chuckles, “Well, I’m sorry to disappoint…”

“I’m sure you are far from sorry.” I say quietly,glancing around and hoping no one is trying to eavesdrop, although I know some are close enough and could probably hear the conversation.

“Well, I don’t mind annoying you. However, today is not the day to drive you up the wall. Good luck for today… no matter what happens…”

He trails off and I can tell he is struggling, and my heart thuds.

That uneasy feeling from this morning is growing inside of me.

“No matter what happens…?” I urge.

He sighs softly, “No matter what happens, believe in yourself, My Audacious Lioness.”

My eyes fly open, remembering the nickname he had given me back when we were younger. He had randomly given one to Kat and Zu as well… but it’s not one I’ve heard in years… I hear theirs, but he and I… we clash more often than not.

I take a shaky breath, about to speak, when he beats me to it.

“I love you, little sis, remember that.”

“Mm.” I say, my heart thudding. If I say more, I’m going to fucking cry. Fuck these damn emotions. I’m not a fucking crybaby. I hate crying and I’m doing it far too fucking much lately. “Same.” I manage to mumble.

He chuckles. “Everyone is with you, and even if we can’t be there in person, we’re thinking of you. Take care of yourself. I’ll let you go.”

“Thanks.” I mutter, keeping my head down before he bids me farewell and hangs up.

Dad pulls me in for a hug, rubbing my back, and I take the moment to rein in my emotions before he moves back and gives me a nod.

“It’s going to be fine.” He says.

I nod as someone says we begin in five minutes. The door opens, and the immense amount of power tells me my family is here before I even see them.

Turning, I see it’s: Mama, Alessandra, the Westwood Five, Asher, Ahren, Rayhan, Delsanra, Chris and Grandad El stepping inside.

A ripple goes through the room and Dad smirks. “Looks like your cheerleading squads arrived. They’re just missing their pompoms and shit.”

I can’t help but smirk at that, as Jayce sends a glare in Dad’s direction.

“Guys!” I say as I rush over, giving Mama a squeeze first before crushing the boys in big bear hugs.