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.

to rip that off you and kiss you hard.’

like how you look… makes me want to blindfold and gag

I say, my stomach

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

That’s my man…

rougher on me tonight.’ I murmur through the bond, squeezing his thigh as

I’m wearing brown contacts to disguise my eyes and a black pair of

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

chanting grow louder and

Panther entering the ring.

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

“Welcome Panther!”

crowd erupts in

to win!” I

you are terrible at betting. He isn’t going to win, X wouldn’t even be the grand damn finale if he

he isn’t good. I’m just saying Panther is a monster

pulls me close, giving

lose

clothes and I mean all the pussy cat clothing shops and if you win….” I turn and run my hand down

out a

dominated.’ Our eyes meet, challenging as we both look to the front as the entire arena darkens

is more ominous as

walks out. He’s all in black, not an inch of skin shows save the area around his dark eyes. A balaclava

walks with power,

he looks fucking familiar…

and strength. I don’t know

if his eyes lock with mine. Through the throng

but the moment vanishes as

you, our King! Our creator! The Game Master himself! I present to

cheering and screams make me place my hands on my

be loud, and my heightened senses make

a little, the countdown begins

the luckiest managed to bag those tickets and only they will witness

heart is thumping in excitement as

I change my winner?’ I say, looking at

Comes his cocky

Dammit.

punch he throws, my heart is

his moves familiar?’ I say, glancing at Royce. All the amusement

like I know

smiles behind his mask. ‘I

around. His frame is less

but every move he

who has

‘Fuck no.’

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

cold and X raises his hands crossing his fingers in an

fucking X, why can’t I

yet he doesn’t say one word; simply turns and leaves the arena and I look at Royce, wanting to say so fucking much but I can’t!

shout

You know how Liam is…” My excitement calms and I get it. Now

Fuck! Jayce would be his fucking die-hard

to be kept a secret. He’s already on his way back.” She says. “This has got to stay between

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