The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 73

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 73

More Than My Expectations

ROYCE.

I don’t know exactly what happened between the siblings, but when Skyla’s face lost all colour, and I saw the guilt and regret in her eyes, I had had enough. Standing up, I had excused us and led her out of the room.

She refused to speak and instead had led the way upstairs to her bedroom where Kiara had told us, she had placed some fresh items of clothes for me.

The moment the door shut behind us, I locked it and then turned to Skyla, who walked over to her walk-in closet and began rummaging for something. Her movements are rushed, and she’s knocking things as she does.

“I’ll shower first if that’s ok.” She says, as I hear something fall and break. I walk to the closet, sensing her aura rising fast.

Her claws have come out and I can see the white hair beginning to sprout from her arms, and the hair on her head is beginning to turn white.

“Sky.”

She ignores me as she bends down, cursing as she picks up the ceramic box she has broken.

“Fuck.” She mutters as it cuts into her finger. Instantly I’m by her side, removing her hands from the box.

“Skyla.” I repeat gently, but she stands up and turns away.

She’s avoiding me.

I pick up the broken pieces, placing them aside, not wanting her to hurt herself.

She turns, holding a towel and some blue lingerie, which I notice a little too much. She grabs something denim, something that looks like a jacket before she bundles it up and I cock a brow. She’s not paying attention to what she’s doing.

“Love.” I say, grabbing hold of her elbow as she tries to walk past me and I spin her around to face me. “What happened?”

I look down at her. Her eyes are blazing plum, her heart thudding as she looks at me with such pain, I can almost feel it. Almost as if her pain is mine.

“I just… need a moment. Please.” She whispers, almost pleadingly.

“Alright…” I say, but before I give her what she wants, I have to tell her it’s going to be alright. “Whatever he said, Love… don’t let it get to you.”

She looks away and I know she doesn’t believe me. I let go of her elbow, cupping her face and tilt it up.

Our eyes meet and I hide my surprise when I notice the glistening of tears in them.

sliver of irritation

to keep my voice even

matter. I’m going to go

but I pull her close, snaking one arm around her waist, the other tangling in her hair,

course through me and I’m satisfied when she slowly begins to

isn’t like her not to tell me what’s wrong. Whatever

sweet taste of her mouth makes me

she hides from

a mind to call him out on it, and I

deeply, hoping that she can feel that she isn’t alone. That I’m here, I’ll always be

after a few moments, she gasps for air, and

her eyes are back to their gorgeous green, but she’s still

before she pulls away

shuts behind her, and I sigh. The fact she isn’t sharing makes me wonder if it is to do with me.

still hear her thumping heart, something that shouldn’t be possible through the door.

since I shook hands with her brother, it almost felt like a wall was brought down, almost like a car

been weak or dull, but

replay in my mind and

me uneasy is the way his eyes had shifted to Skyla before he had said those

when the darkness tries to destroy you, remember

get the feeling he

has rage, she is far from darkness …. But it

the room. It’s modern yet holds

this room. There

is an

several toys as well

looks like a

aside from a lot of make-up there’s nothing much there and I move on to her

not find the time as much as I would hope to,

all my free time with, to get lost in her presence, regardless of what she is doing.

that I have given my heart unprotected to somebody else, to cherish or destroy… it’s in her hands now.

betrayal and lies, but with her, I began to bring down those walls until I didn’t

are the classics that she accidentally slipped out that she reads before denying she

but the books have been read and I can’t help but smile. Jane Eyre, Anne of Green Gables, Pride

Green Gables collection, remembering how Anne was the feistiest little badass and probably

flip through the book when the

can’t help but take a deep breath.

the obvious and I stand

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