The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 41. Doubts

SKYLA.

He looks away first and places his jacket

aside, cocking a brow at me.

“Are you alright?” He asks.

“Yeah…” I say, shaking my head.

He had reminded me of Reign, it threw me. I guess he and Aleric are twins but…

Running my fingers through my hair, I clear my head. I’m about to close the door when Royce reaches over, his arm brushing mine as he closes the door.

Focus Sky…

“So, what was wrong earlier?” He asks, looking me over before he looks away.

So cute.

“I just felt suddenly sick and sluggish. I don’t know.” I frown, it does sound weird… ”

It was strange.”

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don’t know.” I frown, it does sound weird… ” It was strange.”

“Yeah… You’re a werewolf, unless there was

something in your system you wouldn’t have fell ill so suddenly.” He says, and I

can’t help but appreciate the slight pause

before he said the word werewolf.

He is still being careful around my own family. He has a point, even if we get ill,

there’s a reason and we recover far faster

than normal.

“Yeah… but everything was fine. Classes finished, then I ran into Rivers and then went to Aleric’s office for detention. Nothing weird even happened.”

“Right… I actually came down to check up on you, since you said you weren’t well, but since I’m here, mind if I take a bit of blood to run it through some tests? Because that doesn’t sound normal.”

“What kind of tests?” I say as we enter the

lounge and all eyes turn to us.

Ahren tilts his head, munching slowly on a chip, whilst the quintuplets instantly shift to

hostile mode. (1)

Jayce’s eyes are calculating, Theo and Ares are frowning, Carter has his eyebrows raised, and even Renji’s smile has faltered.

“Guys, he’s my trainer. Stop staring at him, even if he is pretty handsome.”

Carter nods his agreement, and Royce raises an eyebrow.

you guys.” He says, just as the TV signals the end of round

of them mumble as I gaze at

“Shit, we missed it!”

broodily. “But I

overexerted

underestimate him.” I say.

pick up a plate for Royce.

the test, it’s just to see if there is anything

and it’s obvious he doesn’t want to say much more in

be right back, holler at me when the break is over.” I say, before jerking my head at the door

the kitchen, and

is dangerous.” I say lightly, placing the plate

bites into it, placing

true.” He says with a faint smirk, which makes me wonder if he’s serious or

of, or if you want, I can take the blood and you can keep it until tomorrow. We can do the test in

“I trust you, Royce.”

replies quietly, taking another bite of his pizza.

so you got something you can put

ask him.

“Actually, no…”

want blood. I might have something.” I say,

bedroom, and rummage in one of the lower drawers. It takes me a few minutes to find what I’m looking for, and I take out one of the empty vials that I would use for my poisons. Glad I haven’t had a dose of my own

body.

need to

Dad cleared that

the kitchen and

to appreciate that

out to

say smoothly, “Open it,

some blood into it.

nods, twisting the lid off and I let my fangs out, piercing my thumb deeper than I meant to, and quickly step back to save my clothes. Holding my finger out, I let

pressing his thumb

it’s just a cut.” I say lightly, too busy, lost in that

6/12

He says, tugging my hand to his lips before he

thumb in his mouth.

Fuck.

light as

the

my

thumb slips from his mouth, brushing his lips, and he tenses, realising

“Ah, Alpha saliva-”

I finish for

He says, letting go of my hand and grabbing the lid for the vial. “I’ll

there is, in fact, something in your

anything get in my blood?” I

rinse off my hands, trying not to focus on the fact my stomach is just a mess of nerves

you eat

would not do that, and I’m not about to say that to Royce, not until I know

Kenneth is on the council, I won’t forget the fact that he did try to poison Rafael once.’ Grandad Elijah’s words from

say the apple does not

need to be careful… Why do

suddenly feel uneasy?

and I glance at him, looking at the blood that covers his big hand. I like a man

Focus Sky.

the horrible thoughts that have now crossed

the counter and let him wash his hands as I dry my

we head to