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.

sets the volume low loud enough so

I like this song.

sweat that coats his body, the blood tainting the air… I have just cut him

to win?

arms. “Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight. I can handle broken bones. Give me your

arms, mirroring my stance as he tilts his head and cocks a brow. “The

not try to consider sparring as a

dance?” I question,

martial artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and

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 it,

with your mind, act with control… Just once, I

remember something Reign said about the Alpha Gen X games back when we

is a dance of art. Let the

one who fought with

into his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with

can’t help but smile, missing our light flirting… I look at

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

assess, and act… but remember this is not a competition. …” He murmurs, his hair

tossing my hair back as I run

is not to win; I have to

I focus on his moves. The aim is

twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I

punch. He ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his

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

fun…

him in his stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking my leg around his and pulling it from under

curses as he stumbles.

dancing.” I tease, as I yank his

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

to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn,

adds, grabbing my thighs with his large hands

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