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.

sets the volume low loud enough

I like this song.

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

if you spar to win? Do you aim to

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

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

not try to consider

dance?” I

dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the art

to 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 get

with your mind, act with control…

Alpha Gen X games back when we first

a dance of art. Let the

had been right. The one who fought with skill

turning and looking into his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with him

I look at Royce and make up my mind.

his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking

across 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

then.” I say, tossing my

win; I

on his moves. The aim is to

pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself

I lunge forward, aiming a punch. He ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only

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

fun… He

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

curses as he

as

I’m going down, love, so are you!” He counters, swiping my legs from under me, as he

manages to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and

my thighs with his large hands and holding

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