The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin novel Chapter 22

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 me. 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.”

“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.

“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.

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…

‘How’s he as a teacher?’ Dad asks through the mind link, still sounding annoyed as he snaps me back to the present.

As a teacher?

‘Annoying, but tolerable. He’s strong though.’ I reply to Dad.

But as a man… damn, he’s sexy.

‘Yeah? Do me a favour, and keep an eye 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, he kept these two out of the public eye for years.’

‘You’re telling me to spy on my teacher?’

Does it involve spying on him when he’s showering? I wouldn’t mind that show…

Remembering Aleric, I feel a sliver of guilt. I’ve had one brother. I need to stop thinking of Royce like this.

Focus girl.

‘Just keep an eye on him.’

‘Do you think he isn’t trustworthy?’ I ask.

I know Royce can 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 drool over that side profile of his.

‘He doesn’t give off the same vibes as his father.’ Dad says, I know Kenneth is on the council, but it’s a more political move than one of trust.

‘That’s good I guess.’ I say. ‘What if he figures out what I am…’

‘He’s already suspicious of you, princess.’ Dad replies, his gaze fixed on Royce once more. ‘I’m going to leave that to you to decide… if you feel you can trust him, and want to tell him, then you can go ahead. I will trust your judgement on it.’

But the fact he said that means he doesn’t mind Royce…

“I’m going to go and finish off with Rivers. You know that Kat’s leaving don’t you?” Dad asks me out loud.

It hurts to think she’ll actually be going. We’re twins, we have always been close to each other…

I nod carelessly. “Yup, I do, which means we need to party tonight.” I wink.

“You have school tomorrow don’t go out on a fucking school night.” Dad replies as he stands up.

Royce stands too, and it intrigues me how he doesn’t seem phased by Dad’s aura at all, just like Dad had pointed out…

“Thank you for your time, Alpha Alejandro.” He says.

Goody two shoes.

I roll my eyes, crossing my arms as I stand up too. Dad takes his hand, giving it a shake before he takes out his card.

“My personal number is on there, if you ever need to call…” Dad says, before glancing at me. “No fucking partying. I’ll take you and Kat out for dinner instead.”

“Sure, that might actually work out better. Since you owe me a lot of money, we can settle it over dinner. And maybe I will still party after?” I smirk.

“Yeah, we’ll fucking see about that. I’m in town until tomorrow. I’ll be tending to a few matters anyway, and I’ll be watching you.” He says, his dark eyes piercing into me.