The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 3

3. Stood Up

SKYLA.

I lead the way to the kitchen. I kiss Malevolent and place her down on the table before I begin rummaging in the drawers. The quicker we find it, the quicker I can get rid of him.

He walks over to the sink and washes his hands, and for a moment I get distracted by the way his arms flex. I quickly turn away and open the next drawer, relieved when I spot the box. I carry it to the table, and open it, I take out two rolls of gauze.

I quickly snip a long piece off and then begin cutting it down the middle for my poor little kitty. I then wrap her leg gently and she meows, not happy with it, but I hold her in place but she struggles, not letting me tie it.

“Malevolent, behave.” I scold lightly.

“Here, I’ll help.” He says and I allow him. His hands are already healed, and only a few extremely faint scratches remain. “So, what made you move out here at this time of year?”

“What makes you say I moved out here recently?” I counter, mimicking his tone. Our eyes meet and he smirks, his blond hair falling over his shoulder as he holds Malevolent firmly, yet gently. He reminds me of a Disney prince.

“I would have known if such a beautiful woman was living out here by herself.”

His gaze dips to my lips, and I look away.

“Surprised you can call me beautiful when I’m soaking in sweat.” I retort.

“I didn’t notice.” His gaze is a bit much, so I focus on tying the tiny bandage, which is a little fiddly. “So, what made you move out here?”

Pushy much?

“I just needed some space from my dad. He’s kinda… controlling. I just want to live my life the way I want, without anyone telling me what to do.” I sigh.

He lets go of Malevolent, his eyes seeming to hold a sharp, calculating glint to them, but it is gone as fast as it came.

He’s about to ask me something when my phone beeps and we both glance at it. It’s closer to him and I see his gaze linger on it before I reach over, snatching it up.

“Thank you for allowing me to wash my hands.” He says, glancing around before he strokes Malevolent’s head, and she purrs in response. “It’s not often I see a she-wolf with a pet cat.”

“Well, I’m not your standard she-wolf.” I reply, scooping my kitty up.

“Oh, I have no doubt about that.” He says as I slowly lead the way to the front door, opening it and I fake a sweet smile.

“Bye.”

next time.” He says. His gaze flickers to my

and I

meows and I

get it, you’re just

I look down at my phone.

actually believe

waiting for

last one is from

ignore Dad’s message

about the club is, and how long it’s going to take me

–

with several silver chains going across the back. I’ve paired it with black killer heels, smokey make up,

smirks, looking me up and down. I raise an eyebrow

roam freely gets me in

music assaults my senses. Along with the blinding lights there is a mix of sweat, alcohol and expensive perfume. It fills my nose, making it burn a little as my sense of smell is overwhelmed with so many bodies mashing together as people dance and

my phone. Trying to zone out the music that seems to be banging around inside

still an hour before he’ll be here… but I don’t mind being early. Gives me time to

text to see where

no, that will make me look so needy… I ignore the looks I get as I saunter my way over to the bar and take a

It’s from him!

I’m going to have to cancel. I think this

burns like I’ve been slapped across the face. Only it hurts way more than any slap I’ve received, because I actually let myself get

me feel

a bad idea? It was your idea,

some stuff has

Wow. Just fucking wow.

He stood me up.

LuciferessX: Fine.

was there to

I didn’t really want to

I get

at the bartender. “I’ll take three shots of

liquid courage now! I need it to calm the rage that is festering inside me,

fix this, but it sure will make me forget for a few hours. Maybe it’s a blessing. He’s

Fuck!

kind of expected another message,

tray holding three shots of vodka with lime. I down them all, sucking on the slices of lime, trying to control how angry

going to take me a hell of a lot of alcohol to get