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.

of irritation rushes through me.

say?” I ask, trying to

“It doesn’t matter. I’m going to

arm around her waist,

and I’m satisfied when she slowly begins to kiss me back, a soft moan leaving her

wrong. Whatever he said

her mouth makes me kiss her

has a vulnerable side that she hides from the world, but

call him out on it,

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

passionately, and after a few moments, she gasps for air, and

and her eyes are

smile before she

sigh. The fact she isn’t sharing makes me

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

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

powers have never been weak or dull, but now they have increased tenfold.

replay in my mind and that warning…

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

tries to destroy you, remember that you stand for the light.’

the feeling he was

…. But it could mean a lot more… I

walk around the room. It’s modern

and striking, I can see Skyla in this room. There is champagne colour bedding with a few

entrance of her room, which is

as well as a

cat bed, which looks like a miniature four-poster bed. That’s

dressing table, aside from a lot of make-up there’s

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

time with, to get lost in her presence,

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

world, from disappointment, betrayal and lies, but with her, I began to bring down those walls until

the classics that she accidentally slipped out

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

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

when the bathroom door

I can’t help

She asks the obvious and I stand up, looking down at the clothbound book in my

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