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

look… makes me want to blindfold and gag

please, Daddy…’ I say,

and I love how he is never afraid to play with

That’s my man…

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

contacts to disguise my eyes

hugs me, nuzzling his nose into my neck. Even with the mask

and chanting grow louder

Panther entering the ring.

arms raised as

“Welcome Panther!”

erupts

to win!” I shout,

going to win, X wouldn’t even be

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

pulls me close, giving my

will lose

pussy cat clothing shops and if you win….” I turn and run my hand down his chest.” I’ll let you tie

out a cocky

Our eyes meet, challenging as we both look to the

is more ominous as the

save the area around his dark eyes. A balaclava

walks with

looks

but he oozes dominance and strength. I

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

eyes flicker but the moment vanishes

himself! I present to

cheering and screams make me place my

my heightened senses make it even harder to drown them

the crowd dies down a little, the countdown begins

will not be recorded, only the luckiest managed to bag those tickets and only they will witness this

is thumping in excitement as I grip onto Royce watching the

winner?’ I

love.’ Comes his cocky

Dammit.

winning, but with every punch he throws, my heart is

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

I know

me and smiles behind his mask. ‘I

around. His frame

move

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

cold and X raises his hands crossing his fingers in

is fucking X, why can’t

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

shout through the

My excitement calms and

a shame about Uncle… Fuck! Jayce would be his fucking die-hard fan.” I grumble. The moment we were out of there, I had to make this

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

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