The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 2

2. A Prince

SKYLA.

Those few seconds feel like forever, until I see the three dots that signal that he’s typing.

Reign707: Wow… I may have a PhD in English, but I’m pretty lost for words right now… The tattoo is far sexier than the draft you sent me last month. Secondly, maybe I’m crossing the line, but you’re even hotter naked, and I didn’t think that was possible.

My stomach flutters and I smirk and text my reply.

LuciferessX: Thanks XD. Soo, do I get a picture in return?

It’s kind of hot in here, and even when I slip between the sheets of my freshly made bed, I still can’t shake that feeling away.

Reign707: I guess it’s only fair, but I’m pre-warning you, I have just consumed a 20” pizza.

LuciferessX: Don’t worry, I’ll keep that in mind when I admire your food baby.

Reign707: Lol

A picture loads and I find myself staring at the most drool-worthy eight-pack I’ve ever seen. Oh damn, he’s sizzling… he’s tanned, and every groove of his chiselled body is perfect… I can see the band of what appears to be some black boxers, and from what I can see, he’s sitting in a black leather chair. One hand had his white tee pulled up, showing that he just took a quick snap right now.

Oh fuck…

Reign707: Lost for words?

And feeling a little bothered?

LuciferessX: Damn, you are totally lickable. Do you taste as good as you look?

I bite my lip, knowing we were crossing into uncharted waters… I’m not sure where we stand. This wouldn’t push him away, will it?

Reign707: I don’t know, want to test me out?

LuciferessX: Don’t tempt the devil with sin.

Reign707: Isn’t it the devil who makes others sin?

to deny… so tell

him that. I mean, I just killed the mood, but after a few moments,

me occupied. Plus, a pretty gorgeous picture that’s kind of knocked the ball out of

my lip, running my fingers through my short black hair. I had it cut just last week. I love long hair, but it’s a headache to look

If you ever want to talk about it, you know I’m

upfront. I’m thinking what to reply

I think it’s high time we meet. I want to know the woman who’s

be taken two ways… We text until one of us falls asleep… usually me… or it could mean

Malevolent stir from where she’s sleeping comfortably on the

Meet…

meet him, I really do, but there’s a part of me that’s worried it will just mark the end for us. If I lose control, if I can’t control my Lycan, I

you afraid? We’ll meet somewhere crowded. You said you moved south.

I might…

after all, he doesn’t know I’m attending Midnight Academy, I told him I’m moving this

I am. What shall I do? He never told me what pack

Sure. Let’s meet tomorrow at

Excellent, see you tomorrow. It’s rather late, you should get

will

you. I’m certain

Mmm, now that

Reign707: I agree. Goodnight.

I lay there staring at the ceiling. I’m excited, and a little nervous, but most of all, there’s this fire inside of me. The thrill

for my crossbody bag that sits on the floor near the bed, and lean back against the headboard as I slip my hand inside and pull out a vial of deep purple liquid. The moon shines through the cracks in

about my twin Kataleya. The thing is, I may go around and be ok to send my nudes or whatever, but Kataleya is the opposite of me, where I’m dark, dangerous and don’t give a fuck. Kataleya is light, pure, and she’s sensitive. I had lost my shit and my Lycan had taken control…

but the power that a Lycan holds is intense. It’s why I don’t commit to a relationship either, sooner or later they show that fear… fear of me. I need a partner who can handle me. Someone strong enough to not care when I lose my shit, that is what I want. I place the vial

to control myself. I have to… just the way he learned

—–

would think you shouldn’t venture out into the woods, but I honestly don’t

my trainers barely touch the ground as I run through the trees. I’m tempted to shift, but I can’t risk it, especially during the day. I just get back

family around the barbeque, the smell of fresh flowers and freshly cut

The scent of summer.

man in black pants and a white shirt standing in

snarl, my eyes blazing, and I’m in front

Did he hurt her?

He says in his deep, husky voice, making me freeze. My heart thunders and my eyes return