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.

ask, as he switches on some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud

I like this song.

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

to win? Do you aim to win?” He

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

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

try to consider sparring

I question,

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

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

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

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

dance of art. Let

been right. The one

saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with

help but smile, missing our light flirting… I look at Royce

behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I give a nod and his hand snakes

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

tossing my hair back as I run at

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

exchange blows and I focus on his moves. The

my fist in his hand, twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but

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

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

just for fun…

out of his arms, elbowing him in his stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking my

curses as

tease, as I

love, so are you!” He counters, swiping my legs from under me, as he hits

he manages to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee hits his chest.

He adds, grabbing my thighs with his large hands and holding

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