The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 31. A Rossi to the Core

SKYLA.

The morning has passed by damn slowly. I’ve been itching to get my hands on Aleric, and my anger has begun bubbling again.

Royce’s words from last night are replaying again and again and it’s only getting to me.

I don’t even know how I’m going to face him later for training… I might bail for today. I don’t think I can handle being in his proximity…

I zoomed through the first three lessons without even bothering to play up or waste time. Lost in thought as I get the work done with ease. The quicker I’m done, the better.

The moment the bell rings, I grab my books, and my tote bag that Malevolent has been curled in all day and rush from the room before anyone else even rises from their seat.

Now to find that dick.

“Skyla!”

I stop mid-step, spotting none other than Ahren, my nephew? I pause for a moment, second-guessing that. 11

I swear this family is so damn big and tied from every damn angle that I forgot who is banging who and who created what demon’s spawn. But he’s definitely my nephew… he’s Rayhan’s son. Yes. Cousin’s son. 6

“Yo, what ya want?” I say, plonking my

hand on top of his curls. Damn, when did he get so big?

“I have something for you.” He says,

stepping away from my hand.

Is it a coincidence that he has something for me today?

I narrow my eyes, watching him

suspiciously.

“Unless it’s the souls of children or the

hearts of babies, I don’t want it.” I say. He smiles slightly, his eyes glinting.

“I’m afraid no matter how delicious those

might be, I come with something else.” I smirk. I would give him a good tackle, but I

have all these damn books. 1

“I like your humour. Now tell me, fellow soul eater, what do you have for me today?” I ask as I fall in step with him as other kids start rushing from the classroom.

on par when

small pouch. “Mom said to

the pouch from him, all amusement vanishing as

Something to subdue me?

trying to hide my irritation. I

the fuck do they

wear it?” He

told to make

from most male werewolves. Where most are muscular, he has an almost slender, graceful build.

something else… I see it. Every time I see him, he’s changing… evolving, and he doesn’t smell like a werewolf…

species running through him, but I’m not sure

demons and werewolves.

me a small,

knowing I’m watching him.

concede before

head to my

again and I’m going to channel all

damn mouth just

dick in

me too,

don’t kiss and tell.

my books in

out and feed her

the bleachers and

head to the cafeteria…

it, I realise it’s at the peak of

time and I scan the

of staff members

on…. Please

heart skips a beat and a cold

my lips when my eyes fall on

hair is up in a

shirt, pale blue pants and a brown belt that matches his shoes as

with one of the

on his arm. That

At least he’s here.

Perfect.

exit when I realise I don’t really care, he humiliated me … I’m going to do the same

clear the path, realising who it is, and I close the gap between me

of my heels, or heck, he

don’t really care. He

me. Something in

I’m really not interested in hearing what he’s going to

“Skyl-”