The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

8. A Rossi against an Arden

ROYCE.

“What the actual fuck!”

I internally flinch as the nasally voice of one of the girls screeches in my ear. You would think being werewolves she’d know that we have heightened hearing. The green-eyed Goddess is standing- I mean Skyla’s standing there clearly shocked. I heard rumours of something happening last year from dad, but no one really knew the full story… but there’s something that happened. One of the boys backs away before turning and jogging out of the room.

Skyla’s eyes flash that same intense plum colour, and I can feel her aura rising.

“I want everyone to run laps around the hall and you are not to stop until I return!” I command, taking hold of Skyla’s arm. I stare down at the tattoos for a second, an image that is currently the wallpaper screen on my unlocked screen… 2

Seeing her had shaken me, not because I had

fucking crossed a line that never should be crossed with one of my students, but because I recognised those tattoos… if only she hadn’t been wearing a long-sleeved dress the other night…

But if she hadn’t, then I know for a fact I wouldn’t have left when she was on that phone… and I would have taken her to a hotel … If anyone saw us…

“Let go of me!” She snarls, trying to pull free from my hold.

I refuse to let go, my other arm is already healing and I pull her into the girls’ changing room. I’m spending a lot more time in the women’s departments thanks to her. 1

“What!” She snaps.

Frowning, I let go of her. The look in her eyes for a moment reminds me of one of the creatures we’ve been fighting recently. I

push the thought away and focus on the matter at hand. 1

“First of all, I’m your teacher here. You will show me some respect.”

She scoffs, and I clench my jaw. Initially, when I had heard of the job, accidentally hearing Dad discussing it, I had asked him about it, but what he had told me was that the King’s daughter was struggling with her strength, and since she was almost on the brink of expulsion, they were looking for an Alpha for the position as the trainer.

I

But now, learning she’s LuciferessX and the woman I met at the club, has

you drag me here?”

you can calm down. You were

head, about to storm toward the door. I clench my jaw,

break free, but I’m not finished. I push her up against the wall, pinning her arms against the wall. She struggles

passes to whatever the hell you want, but not in my class. In my class, you

here I plan to take the role of their trainer, as I wanted nothing more. I’m not here for other incentives and as her teacher, it’s my job to school her when she bloody hell needs

Calm down and

to see. Continue to be blind by what you don’t know!” She hisses coldly, and a growl leaves her lips. Her canines grow, and her face is beginning to change. A surge of strength seems to rush through her, and she pushes me back with such power I’m forced to let go. A snarl leaves her lips, and she lunges at me,

the hell is she so fucking

underestimating her. She’s equal to an

hoping the calm approach gets

is in control. All she is seeing is rage. She tries to claw through my chest, but I grab her wrist and flip us over. I don’t want to

the Alpha King’s daughter. Cut yourself

as I realise I’ve ripped half of her tank top. My back

the pain doesn’t take away the focus

to emerald green for a second and she leaps off me, but I know I can’t let her

too aware of the feel of her body against mine, more than I should be… I’ve sparred

going to be

frustrated scream about to push me but I counter her, taking hold of her and I spin her around. Grabbing her arms, I

we’re both breathing hard. My blood is running down her breasts and stomach, her breasts

I say quietly, staring at the stunning doll in front of

go,

She curses, slamming her fist into the counter. She exhales,

showed, I may have been able to

She

“And I’m presuming that is something

torn top and wiping her stomach with it as she looks over at me. I don’t miss the way her eyes dip lower, past the injuries on my chest that are already healing, and rake over my abs that are visible through the torn shirt. I take the moment to look her over, wondering how I didn’t recognise those long legs I’ve seen in a couple of snaps she’s sent me… Her tattoo is now on clear display, making this