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…

sips her juice, but her chest is

and I can sense

else, Kat?” I ask her

twist when I

than

Dad, who is

visions, if you can call them that, come randomly, and often she’d say things which might not

as cryptic or as clear as Dante’s. Damn, I have weird

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

makes me sick.

back, someone had been murdered by a rogue, and Kat

identified her and came after us. Luckily, she has a lot of protection

don’t think so.’ She

I’m not

continue eating. The conversation between Royce and Dad

divine death-noodle.

has said, that may be something the

with

other supernatural beasts and species has grown, what

at school. However, I don’t think I have heard of Apophis

who

with them. I’m fucking lucky that I have two highly

to take the position of the high witches of

Royce asks with a faint

right now neither wants

pushing someone into positions of extreme power for your own benefit.” Royce replies, downing his water before placing his

down.

of the dinner, almost as if I wasn’t

is he during your

at me

‘You skipped it,

helping the special needs

herbology homework.’

fighter, with it having been drilled into us for

I want you there.

mockingly.

head. “Dad has that effect on people, but I’d rather he not know of our meeting.” He replies,

I’m sure he wouldn’t fucking

for dining with the King? Not something I want approval

enough for an

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

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

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

the

are targeted

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

the meantime,”

so cute, I want to pet her head. Maybe

up and heads towards the exit. I doubt the hum of chatter and the music is the

he receives from several women as he passes their tables. I try

watching me before he disappears around

a buzzkill.” I

excellent at hiding his emotions and putting on a front.”

he

suggests.