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…

her juice, but her chest

can sense

something else, Kat?” I ask

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

than one…” She

Dad, who is now

visions, if you can call them that, come randomly, and often she’d say things which might not make sense. At other times they did, like

a little like Mama’s, but not as cryptic or as

through the link, the price she pays…

makes me sick.

the hard way. Several years back, someone had been murdered

and came after us. Luckily, she

so.’

I’m not

continue eating. The conversation between Royce and Dad is

divine death-noodle.

what Kataleya has said, that may be something

with things that

beasts and species has grown,

think I have heard of Apophis being a

we know of, who knows who

I’m fucking lucky that I have two highly efficient witches in the family,

to take the position of the high

they?” Royce asks

they accept, right now neither wants to and no

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

down.

the dinner, almost as if

is he during your training

looks at

eyes. ‘You skipped it,

was helping the special needs new year students with

herbology homework.’

an excellent fighter, with it

there’s a council meeting, tell your Dad, I want you there. Even better, tell him to step the fuck

mockingly.

that effect on people, but I’d rather he not know of our meeting.” He replies, his amusement

he wouldn’t fucking care. He

King? Not something I

Not luxurious enough for an Arden?”

but I’ve got

clench in his jaw before he looks at Dad once again. His next words surprise

and pull dynamics between you and Dad. If you want a reaction…”

the

are

and he takes it out.

meantime,” Kataleya says

to pet her head. Maybe she was

I doubt the hum of chatter and the music is the

the glances he receives from several women as he passes their tables. I try not to

Dad watching me before he disappears around the

buzzkill.” I state

or he’s excellent at hiding his

he’s genuinely a good person AND he

suggests.