The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 24

A Dance

SKYLA.

Night has fallen, and I am getting dressed for dinner with Dad, Kat, and Royce. I don’t know why Dad invited him, but it makes me wonder if he ended up hearing us in the

office earlier. I hadn’t heard his footsteps; I had been far too distracted… plus his hearing is better than mine… but there’s a high chance he didn’t hear.


I sigh as I pull on a fresh pair of panties, my mind returning to our earlier training session. I had ended up hurting him again in the first half of the session.

Why do I always lose it?

He wants me to calm myself when I begin to get riled up… and today he hadn’t defended himself, in hopes I’d be able to stop myself, but I didn’t I couldn’t.

He had had to step back at the last moment, and if he hadn’t, I would have scarred that sexy body of his permanently.

Great…

I put on some earrings, unable to stop myself from thinking about the second half of our session. The guilt and panic had almost made me tell him my truth and my heart skips a beat as the memory replays in my mind…

(FLASHBACK – TRAINING EARLIER)

“I… I should go. This is a mistake. You can’t help me. I’m just going to hurt you. I say, turning away, but I don’t get far, only for him to spin me around.

“It’s fine, relax. I’m fine. You’re doing great.” He says calmly.

Is he for real? I’m fucking messing it all up!

“Am I?” I scoff in disbelief. “You’re delusional, or plain stupid.”

“Tell me Skyla, do you spar to win?” Royce says as he lets go of me and picks up his phone.

volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough

I like this song.

look at him, seeing the sweat that coats his body, the blood tainting the air… I have just

if you spar to win? Do

crossing my arms. “Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight.

head and cocks

consider sparring as

I

ever watched two martial artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks,

and fight to protect, not for fun.” I counter, as he circles “We do… but it is also an art, and only

and rage that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your mind, act with control… Just once, I want you

I remember something Reign said about the Alpha Gen X games back when we first got talking in that chat room. Debating over who will

is a dance of art.

had been right. The one who

I reply softly, turning and looking into his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with him someday… He had said absolutely, as long as it was in the rain,

missing our light flirting… I look at Royce and make

behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I

big hands “The aim is to enjoy it, counter, assess, and act… but remember this is not a competition. …” He murmurs, his hair tickling the side of my face before he suddenly lets go of me, grabbing my

I say, tossing my hair back

is not a match; the aim is not to win; I have to remember that important part. Try to

his moves.

catches my fist in his hand, twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn

his shoulder. Only for him to grip my wrist and flip me

look into those grey eyes.

fun… He

slide out of his arms, elbowing him in his stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking

curses as

I tease, as I

He counters, swiping my legs from under me, as he hits the floor.

jump, stumbling, but he manages to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee

grabbing my thighs

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