The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 33. In the Forest

ROYCE.

I really have no way to explain what I feel

when she turns and saunters out of the

cafeteria as if she owns the entire place. If I

try to put it into one sentence, it would be; She looks fucking mind-blowingly sexy and smoking hot. 2

Her long killer legs move confidently, her

hips naturally swaying as she walks, and her

breasts bounce as does her hair. There’s a

fire in her eyes that makes my throat go dry. She’s not seen me but she’s angry and she doesn’t give a shit about the consequences.

Call me insane, but I actually admire that.

She’s able to be herself without even

considering the repercussions of her actions.

She spots me, and her heart skips a beat. Her

eyes meet mine for a second, before she

turns those bottle-green eyes away and brushes past me, leaving me with a hint of

her scent…

That fleeting remnant doesn’t do justice. There’s something about the wild princess that gets to me every damn time, and I’m not the only one left speechless in her wake. I hate that a sliver of jealousy rushes through me at the gazes of some of the

senior boys watching as she leaves. Not to mention her tiny shorts barely cover

anything.

I cast one look at Aleric, whose eyes meet mine. They’re burning gold and his heart is thundering. He isn’t one who can take humiliation or failure. Being slapped in

front of this many people won’t sit well with

him. 3

‘You told her.’ He snarls through the link. 2

‘I only told her to back off from me, that you two are welcome to do whatever the hell you want. I don’t want anything to do with either

of your games.’ I reply, dangerously calm,

before turning and exiting the hall.

‘Royce. Back off from her.’ He growls

warningly. 2

I don’t bother replying as I head out of the food hall, not knowing what to make of it. A part of me just doesn’t want any more part of it, but there is a part of me deep down that knows her, the part who had begun falling

for her without even seeing what she looked

like… that part is a storm of destruction,

confusing me. 3

There’s a part of me that wants to just hand

in my notice and drop this position so I can do whatever the hell I want, and just be me without any responsibilities or expectations but I’m here to help her… And above all,

that’s what I need to do and what I should

focus on. 4

Needing a breather, I head outside. The

rumours and the buzz of what went down

are rife in the air, having travelled like

of your games.’ I reply, dangerously calm,

before turning and exiting the hall.

‘Royce. Back off from her.’ He growls warningly. 2

I don’t bother replying as I head out of the

food hall, not knowing what to make of it. A part of me just doesn’t want any more part

of it, but there is a part of me deep down that knows her, the part who had begun falling

for her without even seeing what she looked

like… that part is a storm of destruction,

confusing me. 3

a part of me that wants to just

can do whatever the hell I want, and just be

to do and

focus on. 4

a breather, I head

buzz of

the air, having

new social media app that is run by

is only compatible with the internet that he provides. With

news will travel faster

of something going on between Skyla and Aleric had already begun making the rounds as well. That

good…

around the dorms. There are five houses, and each pupil is assigned to one,

those who live

trips, passes, ranks and grades, all contribute to your

up, I actually wanted to attend one of the four Academies, to get away

hierarchy.

eyes to calm the turmoil

Breathe…

slide to the ground; one leg raised,

and rest my head against the brick wall

be a

calm the blizzard that had raged within my mind despite trying to calm

heart.

I can smell fear…

snap open as her scent hits me and I know instantly

surprised to see

I can see the white fur

along her arms,

her eyes are dazzling, a brilliant

like that serpent-like thing that Aleric

him until Kataleya Rossi

struggling, as she impressively holds. her human form despite the fur and the growth that has

I ask, getting

rushes past,

head snaps to mine.

watch her. Do I step forward, or

over and grow into a full

person. 1

“Bloody Hell…” I murmur.

eyes meet for a

over.

She’s… she’s a…

Holy hell.

you’re a Lycan.” I manage to murmur, unable to say anything else. She’s not just a Lycan, but

beautiful one…

fur is pure white, a beautiful contrast to

suddenly breaks into a

first thing that hits me

her. If Dad knew…

think about

Fuck!

What should I do?

obvious she didn’t want anyone to

sure she would

much more sense now, but I can’t delve into that right now. Scanning the area, I break into a run, speeding up

follow her scent.

pounding heart and although I

form, but there’s no way I’ll be able

Groaning in irritation,

of my jeans and top, shifting and grabbing them in my mouth. I am not going to

as she disappears behind the side of the left wing. Speeding up, I catch her heading towards the heavy forest behind

a barrier surrounding the Academy premises, to keep students in and other

only for the entire thing to blaze

can I. Keeping my head down, my eyes blaze as I create a heavy fog to settle in and run towards

into it.

impact. For a second it feels like a thousand shards of cutting-edge electric

rushes through me. Then it’s gone, and

ripples surge through it. It’s powerful… I feel weaker, tired

miles. I wonder if it will

little. I turn and

Lycan princess.

easily, and soon I catch

with her.

the clothes on the ground, I launch myself on her back,

sure I’ll be able to pin her so easily. She lets out a

and I growl lowly, trying to get her to calm down. If

converse with

on Love,

her face, making her growl, but I don’t back down, nipping gently at her neck. She tenses as her

it got her

back… This is

paws that were

hands, and I quickly remove them. Regardless of if

Sky, shift back… you’re in control, remember that. Take calming breaths.” I say

them soften, her heart thumping loudly. Despite the wind in the trees or the faint sound of the

beating of our hearts, like a rhythm of

voice in

her father, she

off her, turning away and heading back to my clothes I had dropped a few metres away. I pull on my pants, zipping them up before I turn back to her, keeping my head down as I pick up my grey

say, tossing it at her without looking up, but I can

as

up at her. She’s staring at me,

shirt that barely

you follow me?”