The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 71

Chapter 71. Touched by a God

ROYCE.

What on earth…

The hair at the back of my neck stands on edge and I break the kiss, turning towards the door, my eyes flashing.

Then, I hear it.

The footfalls, albeit quiet, seem to ring in my head and I frown.

I’ve never felt such power…

Someone steps into the entrance and I find myself looking at a tall, muscular, well-built man that isn’t just omitting an immense aura, but he himself is the entity of pure power.

He must be nearly 7 feet tall, with a head full of black curls. He’s wearing sunglasses despite being inside and he has an angled jaw and a light stubble. He’s dressed in black jeans, boots and a baggy t-shirt with a few necklaces, one that stands out with a crystal at the end.

His attention is on us. The power radiating off him is so intense that even Malevolent wakes up and runs off to the corner, hiding under a table before curling up and settling to sleep again.

“I seem to be intruding.” He says, raising a brow, and I realise Skyla is still in my lap. I lift her off and stand up, as does Skyla.

“Dante, you’re here.” Skyla says.

I turn sharply to the man, realising it’s the King’s son. The mysterious Dante Rossi who remains hidden away from the world, and I can see why. He’s a powerhouse…. And there’s something about him that isn’t… normal.

werewolves, lycans and

and I am surprised that you’re here.” He says quietly,

cocks a brow as they both

what’s going through his

happened to mini-Lucifer, glad

both siblings turn to me. “Dante, my boyfriend, Royce. Royce, my brother,

Boyfriend. I like that.

hand. I am not sure if I should address him as Alpha, but it’s a

as if not sure how to

expected…” He murmurs, a frown crosses his forehead for a second before his

Don’t be rude, take his hand.” Skyla growls, clearly offended just when

apologise for being… rude.” He says, glancing at his sister and smirking before turning back

Strange fellow.

hesitantly as if touching me is going to hurt, and I

just a

a brow, and

as I feel my power come forward. The entire room seems to mute out, and it’s just the two

a split second, our hair seems to defy gravity as his head snaps up, and I know behind those sunglasses he’s looking at me. Through them, I can faintly

golden light

A woman’s ethereal voice sounds

even I am allowed favourites…’ A powerful male voice follows, one that makes me bow my

fast and for a second, I forget where I

thuds and I see a golden glow around

hand from his, and an intense wave of energy blasts off me and to

Oh, shoot!

back of her head, pulling her into my chest, making sure no flying piece of glass shard comes near her as I try to rein in the involuntary wave of

been done. The entire glass-panelled