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.

“Mom said to wear it. It’s soothing… or

I take the pouch from him, all amusement

Something to subdue me?

trying to hide my irritation.

the fuck do they

it?” He

he told to make

is different from most male werewolves. Where most are muscular, he has an almost slender,

changing… evolving, and he doesn’t smell

running through him, but I’m not sure what he is because men aren’t witches…

demons and werewolves.

me a small,

knowing I’m watching him.

will.” I concede before I give

head to my

angry again and I’m going to channel all this rage toward that dumb Arden who couldn’t

in his damn mouth just as he

in his

can be said for me too,

don’t kiss and tell.

books in my locker,

feed her

the bleachers

head to the cafeteria…

realise it’s

scan

of staff members hoping to

on…. Please

beat and a

my lips when my eyes fall on

in a ponytail, and he’s

crisp white shirt, pale blue pants and a brown belt

of

something and she places. her hand on his arm.

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

the students, and most clear the path, realising who it

the sound of my

don’t really care. He opens his

spots me. Something in my

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

“Skyl-”

him square in the face. Fucking hard, I