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

I like this song.

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

asked if you spar to win? Do

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

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

try to consider sparring as

dance?” I question,

of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and

to 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

that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your mind, act with control… Just once, I want you to treat this as a dance.” He says, stopping behind me as he leans closer. “Tell me, can the

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

a dance of

had been right. The one who

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, and I was

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

head forward, breaking eye

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

dance then.” I say, tossing my hair back as I run

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

his moves. The aim is to block and

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

and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to

feeling my anger rising until I look into those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance

just for fun… He

arms, elbowing him in his stomach, before I spin as fast

as

I tease, as I yank his

swiping my legs from under me, as he hits

me back. I turn, and

grabbing my thighs with his large hands and

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