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.

he switches on some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear

I like this song.

coats his body, the blood

to win? Do

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

arms, mirroring my stance as he tilts his head and

to consider sparring as

I

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

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

survival and rage that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your mind, act with control… Just

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

dance of art.

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, as

look at Royce and make

I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I

hands “The aim is to enjoy it, counter, assess, and act… but remember this is not a

dance then.” I say, tossing my hair back as I run

win; I have to remember that

his moves.

pin my arm behind my back, but

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

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

fun… He

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

He curses as he stumbles.

tease, as

He counters, swiping my legs from under me,

stumbling, but he manages to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my

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

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