Chapter 168

Epilogue Part 3

ONE MONTH LATER…

SKYLA.

The Alpha Gen X game of the fucking century.

Tonight, we have the Game Master himself,

This has been the most awaited game for the fans of the games in over a year.

The Panther is going up against the Game

Master – X himself.

Through the last tournament the Panther was the victor and now… now he would go head-to- head with X.

X is said to be a man who lives in the shadows, powerful, strong and someone who would without a doubt win. 13

Everyone speculates about him, but no one knows who he is or where he is from. 1

We’re kitted up in full black. The rule for spectators requires one’s identity to be hidden.

I’m in black leather pants, a black top and a leather jacket. With matching knee-high killer heels, a hood and a face mask.

Royce has his hood up, too. He’s wearing black sweats, with the letter X on his back, black boots and a face mask finishes his look. His blond hair is pulled back in a sleek bobble. His sharp eyes are the only thing you can see. 2

Upon entry we’re sprayed with scent disguisers, something many already apply prior, not wanting to be recognised.

After all, these games are not legally recognised or approved, but I love them.

The exhilaration, the excitement, the mystery.

The crowd is chanting for the Panther and X and I join in.

I’m sitting beside Royce, his arm slung around my shoulders as I rest my head on his shoulder.

The very first date he had asked me to… and we’re finally here. 1

It’s been fucking worth it.

We’re in Japan, the location for this match. We’re here for a few days, and then we’re joining Marcel, Winona, Catherine, and Charlotte for a week in the Maldives. We’ll enjoy a family get-together there before Charlotte starts at the Academy.

“So, your mom doing ok?” I ask Royce.

He had been texting her as we waited to get inside.

He nods, and I see his eyes crease a little, knowing he’s smiling.

“Yes, she’s actually excited about the trip, and I can’t wait to see my princesses.” He says, referring to his nieces.

Winona’s kids are damn cute but with Rossi blood and a gorgeous Mama that is obvious.

“Yes, my cousins.” I remind him with a smirk.

“Yes, you won’t let me forget that part.” He teases, pulling me close, about to kiss me, before he chuckles and kisses me from behind his mask.

that off you and

want to blindfold

say, my stomach

mind-blowing, and I love how

That’s my man…

you too… maybe you could go rougher on me tonight.’ I

contacts to disguise my eyes and a black pair of gloves,

approval, before he hugs me, nuzzling his nose into my neck. Even with the mask between us, it sends a shiver

grow louder

Panther entering the ring.

and arms raised as he welcomes the support

“Welcome Panther!”

erupts in

I shout, joining in the

at betting. He isn’t going to win, X wouldn’t

Panther

giving my shoulders a

will lose

wins, you take me and Mal shopping for holiday clothes and I mean all the pussy cat clothing shops and if you win….” I turn and run my hand down

lets out

prepare to be dominated.’ Our eyes meet, challenging as we both look to the front as

is more

skin shows save the area around his dark eyes. A balaclava covers his face, and he has

he walks with power, confidence and….

he looks fucking

in his clothes, but he oozes dominance and strength. I don’t know

if assessing us, and for a moment I feel as if his

the moment vanishes as the referee

The Game Master himself! I present to you the King in

cheering and screams make me place my hands on

be loud, and my heightened senses make it even harder to drown them

crowd dies down a little, the countdown begins before the

luckiest managed to bag those

thumping in excitement as I grip onto Royce watching the

change my winner?’ I

love.’ Comes

Dammit.

winning, but with every punch

say, glancing at Royce. All the amusement is gone from me, but I

I know

behind his mask. ‘I recognised him from the moment he stepped

around. His frame is less

but every move

who has analysed

‘Fuck no.’

dumbstruck as X or should I say Leo Fucking Rossi beats the shit out of Panther as if he’s a fucking pansy, not

hands crossing his

can’t I scream that shit

he doesn’t say one word; simply turns and leaves the arena and I

shout through

a secret! You know how Liam is…” My

from me! Damn, betrayer! That’s a shame about Uncle… Fuck! Jayce would be his fucking die-hard fan.” I grumble. The moment we were out of

but I’m afraid it has to be kept a secret. He’s already on his way back.” She says. “This has got to stay between us.

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