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.

ask, as he switches on some music and sets the volume low loud enough

I like this song.

coats his body, the blood tainting the air… I have

you spar to win? Do you aim to win?” He

my arms. “Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight. I can handle

mirroring my stance as he tilts his head and cocks a brow. “The aim isn’t to break bones but to

not try to consider

dance?” I question,

perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes

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

anger will lose more….. I know that in a real battle, it’s the survival and rage that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your mind, act with control… Just once, I want you to

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

a dance of art. Let the

The one

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, and I

our light flirting… I look at Royce and make up

feel the heat of his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I give a nod and his hand snakes

around my waist. He sure has 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 elbow as he

tossing my

the aim is not to win; I have to remember that

exchange blows and I focus on his moves. The aim is to

catches my fist in his hand, twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and try to swipe

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

I look into those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance in them, and I find

for fun… He

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

He curses as he

dancing.” I tease, as I yank his

you!” He counters, swiping my legs

and yanks me back. I turn,

how strong you are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with his

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