The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

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.

of irritation

he say?” I ask, trying to keep my

doesn’t matter. I’m going to

snaking one arm around her waist, the other tangling in her hair, and I kiss her

of pleasure course through me and I’m satisfied when she slowly begins to kiss me back, a soft

like her not to tell me what’s wrong. Whatever he said to her has shaken her.

taste of her mouth makes

Green-Eyed Goddess has a vulnerable side that she hides from the world, but

mind to call him out on it, and I probably

feel that she isn’t alone. That I’m here, I’ll

kiss passionately, and after a few moments, she gasps for air, and I slowly

down, I can see her claws have retracted and her eyes are back to their

gives me a small smile before she pulls away and heads

she isn’t sharing makes me wonder if it is to do with

turn on. I can still hear her thumping heart, something that shouldn’t be possible through

almost felt like a wall

been weak or dull, but now they have increased tenfold.

in my

way his eyes had shifted

you, remember

get the feeling he was

has rage, she is far from darkness …. But it could mean a lot more… I know not to take everything straight as it is.

the thoughts away and walk around the room. It’s modern yet holds a

in this room. There is

her room, which is an entire cat kingdom and it’s

well as a

a

aside from a lot of make-up there’s

I may not find the time as much as I would hope to, finding a good book to get lost in was

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

To know that I have given my heart unprotected

from disappointment, betrayal and lies, but with her, I began to bring down those walls until I didn’t even know when my feelings developed into

Mafia… Disney Villain tales… and then there are the classics that

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

the first book in the Anne of Green Gables collection, remembering how Anne was the feistiest little

through the book when the bathroom door

I can’t help but

looking through my book collection?” She asks the obvious and I stand up, looking down at the clothbound