The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 22

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…

the mind link, still sounding annoyed as he snaps

As a teacher?

tolerable. He’s strong

a man… damn, he’s

That shit ain’t normal. I want to know what Ken-fucking -Arden is hiding. And trust me, he kept these two out of the public eye for years.’

telling me to spy

spying on him when he’s showering?

feel a sliver of guilt. I’ve had one brother. I need

Focus girl.

an eye

think he

tell that we are mind- 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 to

doesn’t give off the same vibes as his father.’ Dad says, I know Kenneth is on the council, but it’s

I say. ‘What if he figures out what

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

the fact he said that means he doesn’t mind

know

hurts to think she’ll

always

“Yup, I do, which means

go out on a fucking school night.” Dad replies as he stands

it intrigues me how he doesn’t seem phased by Dad’s aura at all, just like Dad

time, Alpha Alejandro.” He

Goody two shoes.

too. Dad takes his hand, giving it a shake

you ever need to call…” Dad says, before glancing at me. “No fucking partying. I’ll take you and Kat out

me a lot of money, we

tomorrow. I’ll be tending to a few matters anyway, and I’ll be watching

walking to

fucking coming?”

something

that sounds so damn

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

a beat under Dad’s intense gaze,

the door shuts, I turn to him

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

anything about it. You two are always attached at the hip anyway- I mean, checking your past records that cat has been

of the files to the side,

you?” I ask, wanting to know

when I’m treated like a matter of concern or a

says, running his fingers through his hair,

for it, I was behaving

thought he could give me

getting the better of me, wondering what else 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 he grabs hold of my

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