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.

agreed thinking I could

plans… But now, learning she’s LuciferessX and the

drag me here?”

You were making them uneasy.”

toward the door. I clench my jaw, my eyes flashing as I grab her elbow and

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

until you calm down.” I say icily. “You may be the King’s daughter, and may be given free passes to whatever the hell you want, but not in my class. In my class,

eyes flash again, her heart thundering as she tries to knee me. I knock her leg aside, pressing my thigh against hers, pinning her leg to the wall. I really don’t care what Dad wants from me, because if I’m 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

down and I

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

how the hell is

She’s equal to an

I say, hoping the

herself. I can see it in her eyes. The beast within her 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 use my own abilities here… couldn’t I

the Alpha King’s daughter.

her to lock her legs around my waist and flip us. The sound of fabric tearing makes me let go as I realise I’ve ripped half of her tank top. My back hits the floor, and she’s on top

the pain doesn’t take away the

she leaps off me, but I know I can’t let her out there, not when

chest. I’m too aware of the feel of her body against mine, more than

to be

counter her, taking hold of her and I spin her around. Grabbing her arms, I pin them behind her back

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

I say quietly, staring

I let go, stepping back, putting

the counter. She

LuciferessX, know the inner turmoil and the hints of vulnerability she showed, I may have been able to ignore the signs in front of me. The slight tremble to her

get angry.” She replies

“And I’m presuming that is something that happens pretty

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,