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.

the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to give me

I like this song.

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

asked if you spar to win? Do

stop holding back and just

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

not try to consider sparring

I

artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated

survive, fight 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 perfected it, will

battle, it’s the survival and rage that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with

said about the Alpha Gen X games

a dance of art.

had been right. The one who fought with skill

his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with him someday… He had said absolutely,

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

head forward, breaking eye contact. I give a nod and

my skin 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 suddenly lets go of me, grabbing my elbow as he spins me out and let’s

say, tossing my hair back as I

win; I have to remember that important part.

blows and I focus on his moves. The aim is to block and counter

hand, twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and try to swipe

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

those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance in

just for fun… He isn’t mocking

in his stomach, before I spin as

as he stumbles.

tease, as I

counters, swiping my legs from

back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee hits his chest.

strong you are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with

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