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.

door and look down at Malevolent. “Thank the gods… Come on, I’ll give you some treats and I promise, although

meows and

you’re just

down at my phone. There’s the start of three

Can’t actually believe

waiting for that

last one is from a music

ignore Dad’s message and

to figure out where about the club is, and how long it’s going to take me to get there.

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front and it’s backless with several silver chains going across the back. I’ve paired it with black killer heels, smokey make up, and finishing with red

bouncer smirks, looking me up and down. I raise an

to roam freely gets me in

Along with the blinding lights there is a mix of sweat, alcohol and expensive perfume. It fills my nose, making

take out my phone. Trying to zone out the music that seems to be banging around

glance around. There’s still an hour before he’ll be here… but I don’t mind being early. Gives me time to drink down some liquid courage and

text to see where

saunter my way over to

It’s from him!

sorry, but I’m going to have to cancel. I think this is a really

it hurts way more than any slap I’ve received, because

down my disappointment, which turns to anger, I glare at my phone. He made me feel like a fool. I should have known better than to get my hopes

a bad idea? It was

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 meet,

get

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

calm the rage that is festering inside me, wishing I could yank him out

make me forget for a few hours. Maybe it’s a blessing. He’s probably

Fuck!

kind of expected another message, but

put my phone down before I end up breaking it just as the bartender slides a slim tray holding three shots of vodka with lime. I down them all, sucking on

me a hell of a lot of alcohol to get me drunk, but I intend to

for the source of this potent

yet don’t take away 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 breeze laced with the seductive scent of cinnamon and