The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 24

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.

loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to give me a

I like this song.

the sweat that coats his body, the blood tainting

asked if you spar to win?

cock a brow, crossing my arms. “Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight. I can handle broken bones. Give me

mirroring my stance as he tilts his head and cocks a brow.

to consider sparring as

dance?” I question,

moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all,

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

but in many cases, you need to think with your mind,

Gen X games back when we first got talking in that chat room.

is a dance of art.

The one who fought with skill

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,

help but smile, missing our light flirting… I look at Royce

his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking

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

say, tossing my

aim is not to win; I have to remember

moves. The aim is to block and

arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and try

jumps back and I lunge forward, aiming a punch. He ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to grip my wrist and

frown, feeling my anger rising until I look into those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance in them, and I find myself calming

fun…

in his stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking my leg

curses as

I tease, as I yank

love, so are you!” He counters, swiping my legs from under

stumbling, but he manages to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee hits his chest. I can’t help

strong you are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with his large hands and

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