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.

years younger, but he’s definitely on par when it comes to

small pouch. “Mom said to wear it. It’s soothing… or something along

jaw as I take the pouch from

Something to subdue me?

to hide my irritation. I bet this was Mama or Dad’s

fuck do they have

wear it?” He

to make sure I put

very lean, and his build is different from most male werewolves. Where most are muscular, he

changing…

him, but I’m not

demons and werewolves. Maybe

me a small, closed-mouth

knowing I’m watching him.

before I

to

ain’t fucking wearing shit, I’m angry again and I’m going to channel all this rage toward that dumb

in his damn mouth

dick in his

for me too, but at least

don’t kiss and tell.

my books in

out and feed her

the bleachers and then

head to the cafeteria…

I realise it’s at the peak

time and I scan the hall full

couple of staff members hoping

Please

heart skips a beat

my lips when my eyes fall on none other than

hair is up in a ponytail,

shirt, pale blue pants and a brown belt that matches

with one of

places. her hand on his arm. That annoys

At least he’s here.

Perfect.

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

who it is, and I close

my heels, or heck, he

He opens his

Something in my expression makes that cocky,

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

“Skyl-”

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