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.

some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to

I like this song.

the blood tainting the

if you spar to win? Do you

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

stance as he tilts his head and cocks a brow. “The aim isn’t to

try to consider sparring as a

I question,

calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the art

circles “We do… but it is also an art, and only the ones who have perfected it, will

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

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

is a dance of art. Let

had been right. The one who fought with

I wanted to spar with

light flirting… I look at Royce and make up my mind. I’ll

I can feel the heat of his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye

as his finger curls 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

tossing my

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

blows and I focus on his moves. The aim

arm behind my back, but I turn

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 flip me over

anger rising until I look into those grey eyes. There’s

just for fun… He

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

He curses as he

I tease, as I

counters, swiping my legs from under me,

my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and

are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with his large

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