The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

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.

I can’t wait to rip that off you and kiss

love. I like how you look… makes me want to blindfold and gag you before

I say, my

Royce is mind-blowing, and I love how he is never

That’s my man…

the bad boy look on you too… maybe you could go rougher on me tonight.’ I

wearing brown contacts to disguise my

me, nuzzling his nose into my neck. Even with the mask between us, it sends a shiver of sizzling pleasure through

grow louder and

Panther entering the ring.

mask on and arms raised as he welcomes the support from the

“Welcome Panther!”

erupts in

win!” I shout, joining

chuckles. “Seriously, you are terrible at betting. He isn’t going to win, X wouldn’t even

isn’t good. I’m just saying Panther is a monster in comparison to a

pulls me close, giving my shoulders a

lose this

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

lets out a cocky

Feisty Goddess, prepare to be dominated.’ Our eyes meet, challenging as we both look to the front as the entire arena darkens and chants of

more ominous as

of skin shows save the

he walks with

looks fucking

stands out in his clothes, but he oozes dominance and strength. I don’t know what it is,

if assessing us, and for a moment I feel as if his eyes lock with mine. Through the throng of thumping hearts, I feel as if his

but the moment vanishes as the referee

The Game Master himself! I

me place my

loud, and my heightened senses

dies down a little, the countdown begins before the

the luckiest managed to

as I grip onto Royce watching the

my winner?’ I

love.’ Comes his cocky

Dammit.

winning, but with every punch

aren’t his moves familiar?’ I say, glancing at Royce. All the amusement is gone from

like I know

mask. ‘I recognised him from the moment he

frame is less bulky

every move

has

‘Fuck no.’

should I say Leo Fucking Rossi beats the shit out of Panther as if he’s a fucking pansy,

is knocked out cold and X raises his hands crossing his fingers in an X, making the

is fucking X, why can’t I

win, yet he doesn’t say one word; simply turns and leaves

shout through

to be a secret! You know how Liam is…” My excitement calms and I get it. Now I get

his fucking die-hard fan.” I grumble. The moment we were out of there, I had to make this call.

back.” She says. “This has got