The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin 66. Her Misunderstanding

SKYLA.

My heart clenches wondering why she didn’t come forward. Her friends died, and she didn’t care to even speak up or even pretend to care?

Like why?

I wonder what their families are going through.

“Is that her?” Royce asks, leaning down, his shoulder brushing the back of my shoulder.

He can see from afar, but having him move closer is comforting. Something I need…

I nod, glancing at him, as he crouches down beside the chair I’m sitting on.

“Can you call for her, Headmaster?” He says, his eyes cold as he looks at Rivers.

Rivers nods as he glances at the girl’s image before he turns.

“Ah, of course… I will… she has been in school… for her not to say anything is troubling….” He mutters.

“Maybe yeah… but we’ll fucking find out why.” Dad says, completely ignoring the no-smoking policy of the school as he lights up a cigarette.

Rivers excuses himself from the room. The door shuts behind him and I sigh, running my fingers through my hair.

“I’m assuming you shifted, and she saw you?” Dad remarks.

I nod.

“Obviously, I had to give it my all.” I mutter, closing my eyes as the pressure in my mind increases.

“That’s fucking understandable.” Dad says, smoking his cigarette.

Royce cups the back of my neck, his thumb caressing my cheek, and I lean into his touch.

“I just don’t get why she didn’t come forward. I specifically told her to call for help. To make a call, I told them both, but…” I close my eyes, taking a deep breath. “I just don’t get how anyone can leave anyone else behind. Wouldn’t you give your all to help others?”

“Not everyone thinks the same way. Survival instincts… Can make one selfish… She probably thought saving herself would guarantee her life more than if she saved the other girl.” Dad says quietly.

I can hear the guilt in his voice, and I know it’s because of what happened when we were children.

A long time ago, we were attacked, and Kataleya was kidnapped… to save Dante and me, Dad had to let her go and until this day he feels guilty about it… He had to turn his back on her so me and Dante could live, a choice no father should have to face.

“Yes… but this was just about herself… I don’t know, I’ll never get not putting others first.” I mutter. “And I’m not even a nice person.”

to say that. We know you would risk anything

meet, my heart pounding as I try to squash the turmoil of

forward, I press my forehead to his for a second, taking a deep breath and inhaling his intoxicating scent. His hand wraps around mine before

them, and you almost

before I hear footsteps and

us with those sharp eyes; he

go of me smoothly just as the door opens and Rivers enters with the girl from

she pales upon

you about the attack in the woods… Why didn’t

thundering as she stares at

She killed them!”

eyes fly open

he and Royce look

trying to understand how she even put

one in the woods! You’re the one who killed them… Please don’t

I ask, my gaze snaps to

me, almost as if terrified of

for speaking up.” Rivers says

is he

nothing else there!” She cries. “You changed

heart

if the coven

is not a killer?” Dad

what she is capable

she had nothing to do with it. She was fighting that thing. I’m the one who killed that thing, and it’s no secret that we have

man to know you were involved…and he will if you fucking vouch for her.” Dad says quietly,

something she had no hand in. Heather, think clearly, or

he glances at Dad. Their eyes meet, red against blue and I feel like there’s this

Dad would approve of my choice? In his own grumpy

saw it?” Rivers

that he saw that

before jumping to assumptions. I think it’s high

will anyone believe it or even fucking appreciate being told after it’s dead and no longer a threat

thing was caught and

I am not trying to cause problems but stating

coven can probe my mind, too.” I say,

adds. I look up at him, feeling fucking grateful for

if that’s how badly everything thinks

discuss, because I’m unable to control my emotions… because

approaching from the open door reaches my ear, and I look up. Aleric’s familiar

extra space between us, just before two men enter through the open