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.

volume low loud enough so we

I like this song.

body, the blood tainting the air… I have just

if you spar to win? Do you aim to

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

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

to consider sparring as a

dance?” I question,

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

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

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,

Alpha Gen X

dance of art. Let the games

The one who fought with skill

and looking into his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with him someday… He had said absolutely, as long as it was in the rain, and

missing our light flirting… I look at

I can feel the heat of his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I give a

not a competition. …” He murmurs, his hair tickling the side of my

I say, tossing my hair back as

aim is not to win;

moves.

my fist in his hand, twisting my arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and

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

those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or

just for fun… He

stomach, before I spin as fast as I can,

as he

as I

love, so are you!” He counters, swiping my

to grab my ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee hits his chest. I can’t help

He adds, grabbing my thighs with his

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