The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

Chapter 31. A Rossi to the Core

SKYLA.

The morning has passed by damn slowly. I’ve been itching to get my hands on Aleric, and my anger has begun bubbling again.

Royce’s words from last night are replaying again and again and it’s only getting to me.

I don’t even know how I’m going to face him later for training… I might bail for today. I don’t think I can handle being in his proximity…

I zoomed through the first three lessons without even bothering to play up or waste time. Lost in thought as I get the work done with ease. The quicker I’m done, the better.

The moment the bell rings, I grab my books, and my tote bag that Malevolent has been curled in all day and rush from the room before anyone else even rises from their seat.

Now to find that dick.

“Skyla!”

I stop mid-step, spotting none other than Ahren, my nephew? I pause for a moment, second-guessing that. 11

I swear this family is so damn big and tied from every damn angle that I forgot who is banging who and who created what demon’s spawn. But he’s definitely my nephew… he’s Rayhan’s son. Yes. Cousin’s son. 6

“Yo, what ya want?” I say, plonking my

hand on top of his curls. Damn, when did he get so big?

“I have something for you.” He says,

stepping away from my hand.

Is it a coincidence that he has something for me today?

I narrow my eyes, watching him

suspiciously.

“Unless it’s the souls of children or the

hearts of babies, I don’t want it.” I say. He smiles slightly, his eyes glinting.

“I’m afraid no matter how delicious those

might be, I come with something else.” I smirk. I would give him a good tackle, but I

have all these damn books. 1

“I like your humour. Now tell me, fellow soul eater, what do you have for me today?” I ask as I fall in step with him as other kids start rushing from the classroom.

He may be years younger, but he’s definitely on par when it comes to the aura he’s emanating.

said to wear it. It’s soothing… or

the pouch from him, all amusement vanishing as my eyes

Something to subdue me?

hide my irritation. I bet this was Mama or Dad’s

do they

it?”

he told to make sure I put

up. He’s very lean, and his build is different from most male werewolves. Where most are muscular, he has

it. Every time I see him, he’s changing… evolving, and he doesn’t smell like a

has the blood of three separate species running through him, but I’m not sure what

werewolves. Maybe

me a small, closed-mouth

knowing I’m watching him.

concede before

head to

going to channel all this rage toward that dumb

in his damn mouth just as he

his dick in his pants.

for me too, but at

don’t kiss and tell.

in my locker, I

feed

behind the bleachers and then

head to the cafeteria…

it’s at the

and I scan

of staff

on…. Please be

a beat and a

fall on none other than

is up in a ponytail,

shirt, pale blue pants and a brown belt that matches

of the

over something and she places. her hand on his arm. That

At least he’s here.

Perfect.

wait for him to exit when I realise I don’t really care, he humiliated me … I’m going to do the same

who it is, and I close the gap between me

turns, hearing the sound of my heels, or

He opens

spots me. Something in my expression makes that cocky,

and I’m really not interested in hearing what he’s

“Skyl-”

fist, I punch him square in the face. Fucking hard, I hear the crunch of something breaking, smirking victoriously.