The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 39. A Chat

SKYLA.

Azura’s words keep replaying in my mind as

I trudge toward Aleric’s office.

My footsteps echo off the tiles.


With the rumours going around, I don’t think him choosing his office for detention is wise, and I don’t think I want those

rumours to get to Dad.

Me and the professor I’m rumoured to be having an affair with alone in his office.

Hmm, office sex sounds hot, and I wouldn’t mind him showing me his dominant side by bending me over that desk of his…

I smirk. Regardless of if that sounds appealing or not, I don’t plan to get down and dirty with him. Not after that talk with Azura. That really has made me see reason.

The halls are empty as everyone is either in

training, outdoors, or just chilling since

school’s out. They’re lucky to be doing

whatever shit they want for the rest of the

evening.

Then there’s poor me, heading to detention, without even a morsel of food to satiate the pang of hunger that fills my stomach. How

sad.

Ok I’m not that hungry and we’re usually

allowed to take food to detention, if it’s during lunch or after school, but I can’t

bother.

It’s kinda weird knowing Kat’s gone… Azura’s gone, Song’s gone… There was a

time the four of us would walk down these

halls together. Now?

It’s just me.

Who would have thought I’d be the last one

left here…

I break into a run, doing a cartwheel in the middle of the empty corridor before I turn the corner and come to an abrupt stop when

I see Rivers walking down the hall towards

“Ah, Miss Rossi.” He says, his piercing eyes boring into me.

“Mr Rivers.” I reply emotionlessly, crossing

my arms.

He looks around the empty halls, then back at me. “Why are you still here? Shouldn’t you be heading for training?”

“I have detention first.” I say.

His brows furrow. “Detention already, Miss Rossi, I am beginning to feel rather concerned with how this year has started. If Professor Arden didn’t stop me from talking to your father regarding the violence

displayed against a teacher, I would

immediately have had him come over.” He

drones on.

violence displayed against a

Who even says that?

Dumb Rivers, that’s who.

respond, faking a

by him. “Perhaps you need to see a therapist for

as I stare at

Therapist.

Issues.

not need

out of my sight before I display further violence against

your

why?” I growl, feeling my anger

irritation, but my heart is still pounding

his face paling, and he swallows

halls, fear clear in his

I bet if he had the

let me remain at

will not be

warns before he turns

away.

him walk away, my gaze burning into his

I see him trying not to rush, but

tail between your legs,

a deep breath before I turn and

therapist. I do

door, harder than I meant to, the sound

in.” Aleric’s

in his seat. The smell of smoke is strong

get burned?” I ask, cocking a brow. The windows are

come on in, take a

cock a brow, seeing

Aleric picks up two Styrofoam cups and passes one to me. “Here, I

nod.

does,

my mood lift a little

meet before he looks

own cup.

He asks me as

opposite me.

is meant to

like it

the scalding hot, hot chocolate, enjoying

I’m

at the table.

need therapy. He doesn’t know you, not the real you. So, let’s forget

useless antics.”

“Yeah, I’m fucking done.”

my drinks and grabbing my bag.

and hand it to me next lesson.” I look up in

“Really?” I ask.

I think it won’t kill either of us if it’s a few days late. Just make sure

“We shouldn’t.”

I say quietly.

need time to figure my own

hurt crosses his face but

instead gives me a nod and retracts his

a bad day?” I ask, closing my bag and dropping it to

through his lush locks. “It doesn’t matter.” He says,

ask you? That’s not how it works.” I say, finishing my

watching him as I wait

answer.

drop it, will you.” He says, smiling slightly, although I can

won’t.”

but your

the rumours about us

clear in his

those words sink in.

Leo knows.

Fuck, that ain’t good.

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