The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 13. In the Middle of the Night

SKYLA.

I see its shadow loom in the tiny window, which is far too small for it to fit through. Heck, I just about managed to fit! Thank god I’m not blessed with Mama’s curves or my ass wouldn’t have fitted through that damn window and that snake would have had my ass for dinner. Can you just imagine me

walking around with my ass bitten off? I’ll probably be dead soon after.

Silently I climb into the bathtub, shuddering

at the thought. I can feel that chilling aura grow, and I can hear its breathing outside. Silently I place my hand over Malevolent’s mouth, steadying my breathing as I lie down in the bath, not wanting to be seen…

Go away…

I hear a distant, powerful growl that makes my heart soar. Is someone out there? I hear

a hiss before something huge slams into the side of the cottage, not once, but twice.

Fuck!

I flinch, praying the walls hold, and I’m about to run from the bathroom, but suddenly there’s silence.

Exhaling deeply, I wait for a few moments about to get up when I hear footsteps.

Human footsteps…

Control… I can feel my Lycan wanting to burst forward, but its anger won’t help. I can’t let anyone know what I am… I close my eyes before the footsteps fade away and I quietly sit up. Glancing towards the window, I slowly pad to the door and rush out to the main hall. Running to the front door, I quickly shut it, locking it.

I need to block up the back window. I run my fingers through my hair, letting out a shaky breath.

I stare down at myself. It’s so cold I can feel it in my bones, and I can see the wound that I had gotten when its fang had managed to scrape me is still bleeding. I frown, looking at the side of my breast that isn’t seeming to heel. That’s where it’s fang got me… 2

“Meow?” Malevolent watches me.

it’s ok my little minion, it’s just a scratch… and we can’t

in a bloody cage made of gold or something.” I shiver, damn why do I

cold?

my ankles

the first aid box. I’m exhausted. I drop onto the chair, opening the box with shaking hands. Hopefully, it’s not poison. I apply some

a square bandage on the side

on the door, making me

be

grab one of my satin nightgowns. I put it on, tie the belt and spray a good amount of perfume on top to get rid of any lingering smell of blood and

Perfect.

pull it open keeping my eyes half hooded as I look at

fly open staring sharply at none other than Royce, crouching on the step, holding my phone that I must

clearly as shocked as I

here… I get that Prescott was allied with the Shadow Wolves Pack but this place isn’t too far from his

looking him over the moment I

and trust me, I’ve seen a lot… defined abs, a sharp cut V, tan

in my core and I find my gaze dipping to the front of those grey sweats that match the colour of his stormy eyes… The very clear shape of his package tells me he isn’t

up just in time

breasts. I wonder if he

thin green satin clinging to me; they

scanning the

was something out here and I wasn’t too far… so I thought I’ll check it out.” He says, crossing his

shake my head, taking my phone from him and placing it

did

I was fast

says, his eyes boring into me, and for a second, I wonder if I should

the truth.

“Yeah.”

inside and taking a look around, because whatever

There’s nowhere anyone can hide. By any chance, are you insinuating I’m hiding

being stubborn, I might start to question why… Now let me come