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.

wait to rip that off you

how you look… makes me want to blindfold and gag you before I fuck you

Daddy…’ I say, my stomach doing a

and I love how he is never afraid to play

That’s my man…

maybe you could go rougher on me tonight.’ I

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

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

music and chanting grow louder and we

Panther entering the ring.

mask on and arms raised as

“Welcome Panther!”

erupts

win!” I shout, joining in

at betting. He isn’t going to win,

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

me close, giving my shoulders

will lose this

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

lets out a

dominated.’ Our eyes meet, challenging as we both look to the front as the entire arena darkens and chants of ‘X, X, X,’ begin

music is more

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

strength. I don’t know what it is, but I’m hit

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

eyes flicker but the moment vanishes as the referee

creator! The Game Master himself!

and screams make me place my hands

heightened senses make it even harder

the crowd dies down a little, the countdown begins

the luckiest managed to bag

as I grip onto Royce

I change my winner?’ I say, looking at

love.’ Comes his cocky

Dammit.

is winning, but with every punch he throws, my

aren’t his moves familiar?’ I say, glancing at Royce. All the amusement is gone from me, but I feel nervous for some

I know

at me and smiles behind his mask. ‘I recognised

around. His frame is

every move he makes

has

‘Fuck no.’

dumbstruck as X or should I say Leo Fucking Rossi beats the shit out of

is knocked out cold and X raises his hands crossing his fingers in an X, making the crowd go wild and we stand

can’t I scream that shit

and holler in celebration of his win, yet he doesn’t say one word; simply turns and leaves the arena and I look at Royce, wanting to say so fucking

I shout

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

about Uncle… Fuck! Jayce would be his fucking die-hard fan.”

way back.” She says.

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