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?

so tell me, how

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

have someone who keeps me occupied. Plus, a pretty gorgeous picture that’s kind

lip, running my fingers through my short black hair. I had it cut just last week. I love long

talk about it, you

silence and I wonder if I should send a follow-up. I may have crossed the line, but I’m pretty upfront. I’m thinking what to reply when he’s typing again, and I look at the second message

it’s high time we meet. I want to

text until one of us falls asleep… usually me… or it could

I sit up, making Malevolent stir from where

Meet…

of me that’s worried it will just mark the end for us. If I lose control, if I can’t control

meet somewhere crowded. You said you moved south.

I might…

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

I do? He never told me what pack

Sure. Let’s meet tomorrow

tomorrow. It’s rather

how will

I’ll recognise you. I’m certain of

Mmm, now that sounds

Reign707: I agree. Goodnight.

conversation and 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 of meeting him made any

up and reach 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 the blinds and I sigh. As long as nothing triggers me off, I should

lewd marks 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

may not see eye to eye with Dad, 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 back in my bag, and

learn to control myself. I have to…

—–

you shouldn’t

sports bra, and 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 to the house when

around the barbeque, the smell of fresh flowers and

The scent of summer.

black pants and a white shirt standing in front of the door, holding Malevolent. There’s blood… my face pales when I see the blood that seems to drip

I snarl, my eyes blazing, and I’m in front of them in a

Did he hurt her?

me freeze. My heart thunders and