The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 27. A Vision

SKYLA.

The next few seconds feel like minutes as we wait for her to speak.

“A servant of Apophis…” Kataleya whispers. All three of us stare at her as she gazes unblinkingly at the centre of the table, her eyes glazed a dreamy pink.

Dad frowns, his heart beating a little louder than normal as he watches her intently.

I’m not sure if it’s because of what she said or if it’s because she displayed her gift in front of an Arden.

“Kat.” Dad’s voice is low, but I can hear the tension he is trying to mask in it and I don’t blame him.

The risk that comes with Kat’s gift is terrifying.

Royce is watching her. There’s a glimmer of curiosity in his eyes as I place a hand on

Kataleya’s shoulder.

“Kat.” I say, shaking her silently.

She jerks back, inhaling sharply as she looks

around, as if trying to remember where she is, her breasts heaving as she gathers her bearings, gripping my hand.

Dad’s gaze flicks to Royce and I know he didn’t want anyone to learn of Kat’s gift, but it’s too late. However, something tells me that Royce wouldn’t tell anyone, anyway.

“Apophis? Like the god of darkness?” Royce asks, sounding uncertain.

I’m surprised he didn’t question her, clearly not phased by what just happened. Maybe he might think she has some witchy powers.

Kataleya looks at Dad worriedly before she nods.

“Like for real? Now we have a Snake God unleashing some immortal beasts onto the planet to cause havoc?” I snicker, trying to lighten the mood. But no one joins in as all eyes turn to me.

Wait, do they actually think that? But… even though I’m trying to brush it off, I know that there is something coming…. Something huge… Something that is the reason that a demi-god walks this earth…

My brother.

He’s here for a reason and I know that

whatever it is, will aim to destroy us all…

“If it’s some sort of monster from another

realm, that would explain why no one can see it.” Dad murmurs, but I can sense his

unease.

Why could I see it?

“Dad, have you yourself ever gone after it?” I ask curiously.

“No, I’m afraid I have had no encounter

with it. It’s mainly around the south side.”

Hmm, is it because I’m a Lycan then? I wonder…

but her chest

can

see something else, Kat?” I ask

me, and it makes my stomach. twist when I see the fear that

more than

to Dad, who is now

and often she’d say things which might not

as cryptic or as

Did they see you?’ I ask through the link, the price she pays… every time she sees something, they also see

makes me sick.

way. Several years back, someone

us. Luckily, she has a

think so.’ She

I’m not

The conversation between Royce and Dad

divine death-noodle.

what Kataleya has said, that may be something the

us to deal with

supernatural beasts and

I don’t think I have heard of Apophis being a

those that we know of, who knows who or

that I have two highly efficient witches in

slated to take the position

aren’t they?” Royce

they accept, right now neither wants to and no one can force

you’re not one for pushing someone into positions of extreme power for your own benefit.” Royce replies, downing his

down.

has ignored me for the majority of the dinner,

during your training sessions?’ I ask

at me

‘You skipped it,

‘No… I was helping the special needs new

herbology homework.’

This girl does not like fighting. Even though she is an excellent fighter, with it having been drilled into us for our own protection, she would rather

I want you there. Even better, tell him to step the fuck

mockingly.

effect on people, but I’d rather he not know of our

sure he wouldn’t fucking care. He might even

dining with the King? Not something I

enough for

but I’ve got to admit he’s not given off

a second, but I see the clench in his jaw before he looks

between you and Dad. If you want a reaction…” He turns to me

got the

words are targeted

and he takes it out. “Excuse me. I’ll be

meantime,” Kataleya

want to pet her head. Maybe she was a kitty in her

heads towards the exit. I doubt the hum of chatter and the music is the reason… he probably doesn’t want

He answers the phone. I don’t miss the glances he receives from several women as he passes their tables. I

me before he disappears around the

a buzzkill.” I

excellent at hiding

he’s genuinely a good person AND he just likes to hide his emotions?”

suggests.