The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 3

3. Stood Up

SKYLA.

I lead the way to the kitchen. I kiss Malevolent and place her down on the table before I begin rummaging in the drawers. The quicker we find it, the quicker I can get rid of him.

He walks over to the sink and washes his hands, and for a moment I get distracted by the way his arms flex. I quickly turn away and open the next drawer, relieved when I spot the box. I carry it to the table, and open it, I take out two rolls of gauze.

I quickly snip a long piece off and then begin cutting it down the middle for my poor little kitty. I then wrap her leg gently and she meows, not happy with it, but I hold her in place but she struggles, not letting me tie it.

“Malevolent, behave.” I scold lightly.

“Here, I’ll help.” He says and I allow him. His hands are already healed, and only a few extremely faint scratches remain. “So, what made you move out here at this time of year?”

“What makes you say I moved out here recently?” I counter, mimicking his tone. Our eyes meet and he smirks, his blond hair falling over his shoulder as he holds Malevolent firmly, yet gently. He reminds me of a Disney prince.

“I would have known if such a beautiful woman was living out here by herself.”

His gaze dips to my lips, and I look away.

“Surprised you can call me beautiful when I’m soaking in sweat.” I retort.

“I didn’t notice.” His gaze is a bit much, so I focus on tying the tiny bandage, which is a little fiddly. “So, what made you move out here?”

Pushy much?

“I just needed some space from my dad. He’s kinda… controlling. I just want to live my life the way I want, without anyone telling me what to do.” I sigh.

He lets go of Malevolent, his eyes seeming to hold a sharp, calculating glint to them, but it is gone as fast as it came.

He’s about to ask me something when my phone beeps and we both glance at it. It’s closer to him and I see his gaze linger on it before I reach over, snatching it up.

“Thank you for allowing me to wash my hands.” He says, glancing around before he strokes Malevolent’s head, and she purrs in response. “It’s not often I see a she-wolf with a pet cat.”

“Well, I’m not your standard she-wolf.” I reply, scooping my kitty up.

“Oh, I have no doubt about that.” He says as I slowly lead the way to the front door, opening it and I fake a sweet smile.

“Bye.”

“Bye, until next time.” He says. His gaze flickers to my phone before he gives me a nod and steps out.

the gods… Come on, I’ll give you some treats and I promise, although Mama isn’t here, I’ll have you all healed up soon. Tell me, why do

meows and

it, you’re

before I look down at my phone. There’s the start of three messages on the

Can’t actually believe I’m about to

still waiting for that call

last one is from a music

message and

how long it’s

–

the front and it’s backless with several silver chains going across the back. I’ve paired it with

soon as I reach the club, the bouncer smirks, looking me up and down. I raise

allowing his wandering eyes to roam freely gets me

is a mix of sweat, alcohol and expensive perfume. It fills my nose, making it burn a

my small shoulder bag, I take out my phone. Trying to zone out the music that seems

jerk of my head. I glance around. There’s still an hour before he’ll be here… but I don’t

to see where

look so needy… I ignore the looks I get as I saunter my way over to the bar and take a seat. My phone beeps and I glance down at

It’s from him!

but I’m going to have to cancel.

message burns like I’ve been slapped across the face. Only it hurts way more than any slap I’ve received, because I actually let myself

I glare at my phone. He made me feel

bad

Yeah, I know, just some stuff has come

Wow. Just fucking wow.

He stood me up.

LuciferessX: Fine.

was

I didn’t really want to

I get you

up at the bartender. “I’ll take three shots

I don’t need liquid courage now! I need it to calm the rage that is festering inside me,

is going to fix this, but it sure will make me forget for a few hours. Maybe it’s a blessing. He’s probably some dirty old man that stole photos from the internet and has been pulling himself off while looking at the

Fuck!

kind of

tray holding three shots of vodka with lime. I

I state. It’s going to take me a hell of a lot of

up when I sense an impressive aura move into my surroundings. Turning, I search for the source of this potent aura

from his masculinity. He’s wearing a white button-down shirt under a black jacket and black pants. From here, I can smell him… A cool icy