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.

may be years younger, but he’s definitely on

said to wear

my jaw as I take the pouch from him,

Something to subdue me?

hide my irritation.

do they have to

wear it?”

to make

up. He’s very lean, and his build is different from most male werewolves.

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

has the blood of three separate species running through him, but I’m not sure what he is because men aren’t witches…

werewolves. Maybe a

me a small, closed-mouth

knowing I’m watching him.

will.” I concede before

head to my

fucking wearing shit, I’m angry again and I’m going to channel all this rage toward that

in his damn mouth just as

in his pants.

be said for me too,

don’t kiss and tell.

my books in my locker, I

and feed her one of

behind the bleachers and then

head to the cafeteria…

realise it’s at

I scan the

couple of staff members hoping to

Please

skips a beat and

eyes fall on none other than Aleric

up in a ponytail,

a brown belt that matches his shoes as

of

hand on his arm. That

At least he’s here.

Perfect.

him to exit when I realise I don’t

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

of my heels, or heck, he caught

really care. He opens his

Something in my expression makes

really not interested in hearing what he’s

“Skyl-”