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.

and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to

I like this song.

coats his body, the blood tainting the

spar to win?

stop holding back and just fight. I can handle broken bones.

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

consider sparring as

dance?” I question,

two martial artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the art that it is.” He

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

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,

skips a beat and I remember something Reign said about the Alpha Gen X games back when we

a dance of art. Let

had been right. The one who fought with

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

I look at Royce and

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

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

say, tossing my

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

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

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

grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to grip my wrist and flip

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

for fun…

stomach, before I spin as fast as I can,

He curses as

I tease, as I yank his

He counters, swiping my legs from under

I turn,

you are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with his large hands and holding me

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