The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin novel Chapter 60

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?

“This match was between us. Why does anyone else 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 you in the process. So, can I go see her?”

How is it possible for a girl like me to feel so emotional?

Fuck, this guy is scrumptious, but his next words hit me even harder.

“I’m not my father, and I find no pride in another’s loss.”

No baby, you’re not. You’re a fucking king who I’m fucking madly in love with.

Taking a deep breath, I break into a run to calm myself, wiping the stray tear from my eye. The hospital doors open before I reach them, and I skip down the steps.

My eyes land on Royce and although he looks entirely drool-worthy with a layer of sweat coating his godly body, all I care about is that he’s ok.

I fling my arms around his neck, and he instantly grabs my waist, his hands wrap around it perfectly, and I fit perfectly in his hold…

Our eyes meet, and his soften as they look me over.

My heart skips a beat when his gaze falls on the plunging neckline of my white peplum top and I see a flash of hunger in them.

They’re all yours…

“Careful love, I’m sweaty and covered in blood dirt.” He says huskily.

“I don’t fucking care, I like you dirty,” I whisper.

Tiptoeing, I yank him down and kiss him hard on the lips. Explosive sparks rush through me when he instantly kisses me back, pulling me closer to him as he kisses me deeper and more passionately, taking control of the kiss.

I run my tongue along the cut on his lip, feeling a flare of irritation that he was hurt, but at the same time, I’m still shell-shocked that he won…

How?

My core clenches and I can’t help but moan when he throbs against me.

He tastes delicious… My hand grips the back of his neck tightly. I want to kiss him harder, but he gently tugs me back.

I want to frown but I can’t when he kisses my cheek ever so softly before his breath fans my ear. His fingers gently comb through my hair, making a shiver of pleasure rush through me.

“As much as I want to kiss you forever, your dad may not take it well and don’t argue with me, Love. We’ll have plenty of time to continue this later.” He murmurs.

I can feel a soft wind around us and something tells me he’s making sure the wind doesn’t carry our voice.