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.

irritation rushes through

ask, trying to keep my voice

head. “It doesn’t matter. I’m

tries to pull away, but I pull her close, snaking one arm around her waist, the other tangling in her

satisfied when she slowly begins to kiss me back, a soft moan

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

mouth

hides from the world, but surely

on it, and I probably will before

kiss her deeply, hoping that she can feel that she isn’t alone.

a few moments, she gasps for air,

see her claws have retracted and her eyes are back to their gorgeous green,

smile before she pulls away and

fact she isn’t sharing makes

hear her thumping heart, something that shouldn’t

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

strange, because my powers have never been weak or dull, but now they have increased

my mind and

had shifted to

tries to destroy you, remember that you stand for

do I get the feeling he was

grates on my nerves, because even if her Lycan has rage, she is far from darkness …. But it could mean a lot more… I know not

away and walk around the room. It’s modern

I can see Skyla in this room. There

alcove area near the entrance of her room, which is an entire cat

are several toys as well as a magnificent scratch

cat bed, which looks like a miniature four-poster bed. That’s truly fit for a Cat Queen.

make-up there’s nothing much there and I move on

both read and although I may not find the time as much as I would hope to, finding a good

spend all my free time with, to get lost in her presence,

beautiful that may sound, it’s also intense. To know that I have given my heart unprotected to somebody else, to cherish or destroy… it’s in

her, I began to bring down those walls until

there are the classics that she accidentally

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

Gables collection, remembering how Anne was the feistiest little

book when the bathroom door

my senses and I can’t

obvious and I stand up, looking down at