Skyla Rossi: A Game of Deception and Lies (The Rossi Legacies Book 4)
Skyla Rossi: A Game of Deception and Lies Chapter 65

SKYLA.

I'm about to say something when I feel a wisp of air swirl around me. She's leaving! Although I know she'll remain in a way, I won't ever get to talk to her again and oddly, that fills me with sorrow.

'I won't fail you.

'I believe you won't. I have faith in you, my Lioness.' Her words seem to echo inside of me and my eyes flash as I feel something like a sharp zing rush through me.

It affects my arms, and my head and it's intense on my stomach and back.

My eyes blaze and I stare in the mirror at my now cat-like eyes before I close them, not wanting the women to notice them.

I won't fail you like your people, Bastet.

She's gone.

The moment I felt that touch, I felt it. She's still with me, but not in the way she has been until now.

Now all I have left is what she has given me and hoped for from me.

I won't fail her.

"There, we are all done," Lenora says, I stare in the mirror. The woman in front of me is not me, but an image of the ideal woman in the eyes of Aleric.

My eyes are painted with a touch of shimmer and liner. My hair is up in a sleek bun that reminds me somewhat of Royce's mother.

My nails have been cut shorter, curved into almond shapes, and painted a soft pink. My tattoo is completely covered and in my ears, I'm wearing just small pearl studs, the rest empty. Leo's earring is sitting on the counter and I'm waiting for my chance to swipe it. Subtle blush and a touch of pink lipstick finish off my look.

I no longer look like Skyla Silara Rossi, but a dumb trophy woman for Aleric, just name me Mary-Sue in the bloody process, too, why don't you.

I hate how I look, fucking Gherkin Dick's fault.

I stand up and remove my gown, ready to slip into the dress that awaits me. It's not my fucking wedding, but he's chosen such a boring dress in an ivory colour.

I'm wearing a black strapless bodysuit underneath. That is my choice.

When both women go over to the bed to collect the long-sleeved dress and the detachable skirt, I quickly pick up Leo's earring and shove it into my bun, making sure it's tucked in tightly, so it doesn't fall out.

I'm certain everything will be fine, but if it gives my family peace of mind, then it's on me.

I'll make sure 'Rick the Dick has just entered the mansion.

Dante's voice hums in my head. "Thanks..." I say, 'I'm almost ready. Time to

take him down.

'Can't wait, you got this My Audacious Lioness.' He says.

I pause at the nickname and tilt my head. 'Did you know... about Bastet?' I ask.

I know he couldn't have told me if he did, but... 'Not entirely, but you were born to be a lioness, Sky. I guess that's why you like to annoy me. Cats are pretty annoying... I almost smile.

'I'm going to get my revenge on you!

'I'll wait for it.' He replies.

I don't reply, suddenly hearing faint footsteps as the women-carry the dress over to me.

"That's..."

I turn to look at Lenora whose eyes are fixed on my ass. Confusion clears in her eyes and I realise she spotted my b**t cheek tattoo. Shit, before Aleric gets triggered by it and tries to carve it out of my a*s, I need to get the dress on. "Quick," I say quietly.

"I knew it!" Danielle hisses, as she stares at Lenora, then at me. They're clearly mind- linking one another.

I touch my neck, where Royce's mark still shines through the foundation.

"He is mine and I am his. Warn your pack once we leave. Your true Alpha is the Solaris King." I murmur, hearing Aleric's approaching footsteps coming closer. "Tell only those you can trust." "Understood, Luna." They whisper, exchanging looks. They both move fast and quickly help me into the gown, clearly realising that Aleric is not who he portrays.

The pack will hopefully step down, or side Royce when the time comes...

Everyone knew what went down and although many people in the pack couldn't believe Royce would do something like that, it seems for these two girls that tattoo is proof enough. Just as they zip my dress up, right up to my fucking neck, the door flies open, revealing Aleric in an ivory suit. A black bow tie and his hair in a high ponytail tied with a ribbon. Honestly, a man with a ponytail looks good, but Aleric, he looks nothing more than a fucking snake, no pun intended.

"Leave us." Aleric commands the women.

They obey, moving away from me. They glance back at me, and I smile politely, telling them silently that I am fine. They shut the door behind them, leaving me with Aleric. "Ah, now you look like a proper lady," Aleric says with approval.

No, you fucktard, I look like Mama Mari, no offence, but I'm no f*****g lady

"I will act just like a lady, too," I say, smiling so sweetly I want to gag. Word vomit! Gross.

"Hmm... Good. You need to behave like a lady, too."

I'll tear your balls off like a pretty little lady too. One itty bitty fucking little part at a time.

He takes my hands and admires my nails.

"Now you look less like a whore."

Oh, when I tear into you with these mother fucking blunt nails, you'll wish I had my whore-like nails to make it easier.

Anger rages within me and I try to focus on Royce; his words back when we trained together, his trust, his belief and his strength in Aleric is worse than scum, his double standards and his view of women are nothing more than vile. I look at the mirror just as he's about to touch me. I need to hold out a little longer and so I pretend to be satisfied with how look.

"You are how correct. Look at me." I say, wondering if this is a by-product of his father's views.

The way he views women.

Royce mentioned his mom used to be a spitfire when she was younger... did Kenneth mould her into what he wanted?

Possibly...

That is why I love how my family treat our women... no one is forced to be and act in a certain way. Or dress in any other way than they want to and that's how it fucking should be.

If we want to hide our tits and a*s or display them, that's our choice and no one has the f*****g right to tell us what to do.

My eyes glimmer in rage and I keep them cast down, not wanting him to see.

"Then... shall we get going? I can't wait for the world to know we are one." I say lightly, seeing his eyes flash with approval.

He tilts his head, taking hold of my chin, his gaze dipping to my lips. Urgh don't breathe, Sky...

He leans in and kisses me, and I move my lips, focusing on Royce, and my inner emotions, relieved when he moves back with satisfaction in his eyes.

I feel sick and I will need to wash my mouth out properly. I can't wait for the day Royce touches me and kisses me over every fucking part he's touched.

"I cannot wait for tonight, where I will have another taste of you... it's high time." He murmurs softly.

I regret that fucking first time, too.

"Oh, I cannot wait for tonight." I lie, running my finger down his cheek.

I will bathe in your fucking blood when victory is in my grasp...

Our eyes meet. Two people, somehow mated... chosen by enemies to fight in their stead... chosen by Selene to be bound to one another....

Why?

There is no answer to that... He offers me his arm and I take it, ready to put an end to this madness... once and for all...