The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin novel Chapter 95

SKYLA.

“Oh for fuck’s sake,” Leo says when we hear Dad.

I sigh. I need to face him eventually and I want to get to him before he says something to hurt Royce. I spin around when Leo calls me.

“Skyla.”

“What?” I say as I pull open the door.

“He’s a father, even if he is fucking acting like an uncivilised dickhead right now.” He says, making me smirk.

I think I don’t mind him.

“But?” I say, knowing he isn’t done.

“But he’s still fucking worried about you. Things are going to get rough. I don’t need to be Dante to know that. It’s best we smooth shit out, because when shit hits the fucking fan, we are going to need to be… at an understanding with one another.”

I roll my eyes. Honestly, these men and their egos.

And yes, I have one too.

“United? Is that the word you were looking for?” I taunt.

“Na, I’m good.” He says. “But you get me, right?”

“Aww, is it a hard pill to swallow ladder boy?”

He pauses mid-drag on his cigarette, looking at me, before he coughs, making me smirk.

“Yeah, I know things.” I say smugly.

“Fucking women.” He growls.

Standing up, he tries to stifle another cough.

Act as unbothered as you want. We both know you weren’t expecting me to know that shit.

I can’t help but smirk as he walks over to me and cocks a brow.

“What are you fucking waiting for? For him to break your precious man’s nose?”

I frown.

“Just do what I said and try to keep your fucking cool.” He says, opening the door.

“Wasn’t one big brother enough?” I grumble, snatching the cigarette from his hand and taking a drag on it. “Fine! I’ll try to see his point of view. I’ll go talk to the grumpy old dude.”

“Yeah, maybe today before he trashes my entire fucking house.” He says, frowning at me before snatching his cigarette back.

“Buzzkill.” I say as we both head down the hall just as Royce comes down the hallway.

“Baby…” I say as I walk over to him, wrapping my arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. The intense urge to protect him from Dad fills me although he’s damn strong, but sometimes words hurt far more than physical pain…

Isn’t that what I do though? Hurt others with my words?

A sliver of guilt rushes through me, and I push the thought away.

‘I’ll talk to your father.’ He says, kissing the top of my arm as his arms encase me protectively.

‘No, I will.’

‘Sky…’

‘Mmm?’ I ask hearing Uncle Marcel trying to calm Dad down, as Winona steps out of her room. I can see her eyes are puffy, clearly having been crying, I hope things went well between them and I think they did because I can smell her on him.

‘I know it’s not always easy but try to tell him how you really feel.’ He says quietly. ‘I don’t think he’s the type who will bring it up again or throw it back in your face. You may not admit it, but you two are alike and I know it’s hard but try to talk to one another. Tell him what you truly feel, Lil Lucifer.’

My heart skips a beat at the use of that name, and it reminds me of those days when we used to just text and even then, he told me to talk to Dad.

He leans down, pecking my lips softly, and I can’t help but close my eyes, enjoying his touch.

Fuck, it makes me all kinds of giddy.

I bite my lip, trying to focus on him.

‘Royce-’

‘Before you say anything, just try alright.’

I sigh. ‘I know… I get it, I’ll try. I think I need to.’ I say, resting my head on his chest before another snarl makes me pull away.

“You should stay out of the way for a bit.” Leo says and I nod in agreement.

“I won’t be far.” Royce says, his eyes flashing blue, a glimmer of a frown crossing his face.

“I know. My Lightning God always has my back.” I reply, winking at him.

‘I pray he does.’

I freeze, my heart thundering as that same feminine voice fills my head and I take a deep, calming breath.

Pushing the thought away and shaking it off, I try to focus on the present, but I might have to call Del or Ri and ask if they can help with that.

I have Dad to deal with right now. With that in mind, I stride to the stairs and make my way down to where Uncle Marcel is trying to calm him down.

“Where is that bastard? I’m going to fucking kill him for real!” Dad snarls, his elbow smashing into the wall.

Leo cocks a brow as he walks in step with me. “This is my fucking house, and I don’t appreciate a rabid Lycan on the lose. So, unless you’re going to fucking behave, get the fuck out.” He says coldly to Dad, whose eyes narrow as they glimmer red.

“Ah, another cocky shit.” Dad says, smirking coldly, the rage in his eyes still burning.

Can I say I’m glad Royce, Leo and Uncle Marcel are here? Cus Dad looks… deranged.

Which means he’s really pissed…

Fuck.