The Lycan King and His Dark Temptation Novel

---- Instead, they looked...

surprised.

They shone with life.

I had tried to convince myself it was just an illusion, another one of her tricks to get my attention.

But last night, after making her wait all that time just because I could...

when she bumped into me, when our eyes met again...

Why does she look exactly the same, yet so different in so many ways? Did being close to death make her reinvent herself? No.

No, what a stupid thought...

or was it? Even her scent is similar, but not quite the same.

This thing inside me, the one I dont quite understand or control, is warning me that something is wrong with her...

or maybe too right.

That soft body colliding against my chest, the intoxicating lavender seeping into my senses, heating my bloodI had never been so aware of Rossellas femininity.

Thad expected her, as usual, to try and make conversation during dinner, stealing glances at me, throwing those cheap coquetries my way.

But I waited.

And waited.

And not even a damn look.

The meat on her plate seemed to be the most fascinating thing in the world.

The way she stood upso indifferent...

She had always waited for me to finish.

She never missed a chance to try and lure me into her bed, to tempt me.

But last night...

Her defiance.

Her rebellion.

That aura of a tough, untamed womanso fucking sexy...

those full lips glistening with grease, the pink tip of her ---- 3.

MADWOMAN G NE ASYLUM JUATED FROM AN INS tongue licking them clean...

Would she look the same sucking my? No, no, no.

Shes just trying to manipulate me, acting all dignified now.

Its just another strategy to get into my bed.

Iwont fall for her games! I hate that damn woman! I dont know for sure if she knows my secret.

Ive never dared to ask her outright because if she doesnt know, Id be handing her the most dangerous weapon against me.

That disgusting old man told me he left the proof with someone who could expose it.

Ive been searching in secret since his death and havent found anyone specific.

Could it be Rossella? Then why has she never directly threatened me with it to get what she wants? your Lordship? Yes? ...

Repeat that, I said, snapping out of my thoughts as Wallace began reading the report again.

Iwas about to respond when my nose caught that intense floral scent.

My entire body tensed, my groin tightening involuntarily.

Theard heels approaching in the hallway.

I thought they would pass by, but nothey stopped right in front of my study.

My eyes stayed fixed on the sliver of light beneath the door.

She was waiting.

And so was I.

"Knock, damn it.

Why arent you knocking?" ---- 308.

MAD IMAN GRADUATED FROM AN INS ASYLUM I found myself thinking, listening to her ragged breathing.

She was angry.

Very angry.

And I was dying for her to walk through that door and challenge me again, without holding back.

I preferred the Rossella who dropped the act, who stopped pretending to bea lamb when I knew damn well she was a wolf.

Knock, knock, knock.

Open the door, Wallace, I ordered, hiding the cold, expectant smirk creeping onto the corner of my lips.

Damn it, what the hell is happening to me?