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.

switches on some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to give me a

I like this song.

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

win? Do you aim to win?”

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

head and cocks a brow. “The aim isn’t to break bones but

consider sparring as

I

compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the art that it

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

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 treat this as a dance.” He says, stopping behind me as he

X games back when

of art. Let the

The one who fought

I wanted to spar with him someday… He had said absolutely, as long as it was in the rain, and I was

can’t help but smile, missing our light flirting… I look at Royce and make up my mind. I’ll imagine Royce is

He asks, I can 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

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

say, tossing my hair back as I run

win; I have to

I focus on his moves. The aim is to

pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and try to swipe his legs from under

ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to grip my wrist and flip

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

fun… He

his stomach, before I spin as fast as I

He curses as he stumbles.

tease, as I yank

He counters, swiping my legs from under

grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts

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

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