The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 22

This Pull Between Us

SKYLA.

I hear Royce stifle a chuckle, letting out a small cough instead as he tries to hide his smile, and is it just me or does he look drop-dead gorgeous when he’s trying to keep up that broody front. He’s gorgeous, but when he gives you that rare breath- taking smile, damn, it does something to When I had told him this story

originally, I had seen it and I don’t think I will get that image out of my mind…

“That shit did not happen around you.” Dad growls.

Oops, did I ruffle some Lycan fur?

“It obviously did happen, and I heard it.

You traumatised me as a child!” I declare defiantly, trying not to snicker at Dad’s expense.

His frown only deepens. “That fucking shit didn’t happen. You were the only one who was fucking traumatising others.

I cross my arms and raise an eyebrow.

Not true, you talking about eating pussy gave me nightmares.” 1

“You know exactly what the fuck I meant. That shit is no fucking excuse to bring the damn cat to school.” Dad frowns.

“Obviously, I know, but that still gives me nightmares. I don’t want to have that

gross image in my mind.” I smirk as I fake gag.

He narrows his eyes. “Sky…” He growls.

“What? Do you expect me not to know anything about sex?”

“Quit it and learn to put a filter on that damn mouth.” Dad growls, taking a rather long drag on his cigarette. I can sense his obvious irritation. 3

“Just like you, Daddy Bear, just like you I mutter, as I lean back in my seat and cross my arms.

Grumpy old man.

I’m completely enjoying watching him, trying to remain as unbothered as ever, although I can sense his annoyance.

Damn, what I would give to be able to read Dad’s mind right now, he’s acting like he doesn’t give a shit, but I bet you fifty pounds it annoyed him that I said that in front of an Arden.

Hehe.

As Grandad says, Karma is a bitch. 6

I snicker, earning another scathing glare from Dad before my gaze flickers to Royce. He has one hand under his chin as he leans against his desk, trying to remain as passive as ever.

This guy and that desk… I can imagine a few things I’d let him do to me in here, mainly including me in this tiny skirt, that belt of his and, of course, the desk…

teacher?’ Dad asks through the mind link, still sounding annoyed

As a teacher?

but tolerable. He’s strong though.’ I reply

a man…

on him. The fucker has not once been intimidated by my aura… That shit ain’t normal. I want to know what Ken-fucking -Arden is hiding. And trust

me to spy on

on him when he’s showering?

guilt. I’ve had one

Focus girl.

an eye

you think he isn’t trustworthy?’ I

linking, but he doesn’t seem to really show what he’s thinking as he simply looks down at something on his desk, giving me a chance

I know Kenneth is on the council, but it’s a more political

good I guess.’ I say. ‘What if

leave that to you to decide… if you feel you can trust him, and want to tell him, then you

fact he said that means he

finish off with Rivers. You know that

to think she’ll actually

we have always been close

means we need to

don’t go out on a fucking school night.” Dad replies as he

intrigues me how he doesn’t seem phased by

time, Alpha

Goody two shoes.

roll my eyes, crossing my arms as I stand up too. Dad takes his hand,

personal number is on there, if you ever need to call…” Dad says, before glancing at me.

you owe me a lot of money, we can settle it over dinner. And maybe I will

few matters anyway, and I’ll be watching you.” He says, his dark eyes piercing into Annoying… glad he gave me the heads up though. I’ll behave for

Royce a nod before walking to the door. He opens it, glancing back

you fucking coming?”

to discuss something with sir,” I

sounds

between us, a small frown on his face before he nods.

nod. My heart skips a beat under Dad’s intense gaze, but

the door shuts, I

Malevolent being at school a secret.” I hiss, knowing that Dad’s hearing was impressive and if it’s anything like mine, even soundproof doors

are always attached at the hip anyway- I mean, checking your past records that cat has been in the school pretty often.” He responds confidently, leaning

he moves a few of the files to the side, his

he come to meet you?” I ask, wanting to know exactly

people talking about me. I hate when I’m treated like a matter of concern or

He says, running his

it,

could give me some

he had told Dad. I know I’m overreacting, but I

some sort of- just stop treating me like a child.” I growl, my eyes flash and I’m about to turn and walk off when