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 rushes through

ask, trying to keep my voice even

her head. “It doesn’t matter. I’m going to go shower.”

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

I’m satisfied when she slowly begins to

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

of her mouth makes me kiss her harder.

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

call him out on it, and I probably will

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

few moments, she gasps for air, and I slowly pull away.

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

me a small smile before she pulls away and

she isn’t sharing makes

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

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

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

my

uneasy is the way his eyes had

you, remember that you stand for the

feeling he was

she is far from darkness …. But it could mean a lot more… I know not to take

the thoughts away and walk around the room.

Skyla in this room. There is champagne colour bedding with a few red accent

which is an entire cat kingdom and it’s rather

toys as well as a

like a miniature four-poster bed. That’s truly fit

table, aside from a lot of make-up there’s nothing much there and

find the time as much as I would hope to,

with, to get lost in her presence, regardless of what she

also intense. To know that I have

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

Motorcycle Club, Mafia… Disney Villain tales… and then there are the classics that she accidentally slipped out that she reads before denying

crouch down. They may be at the bottom, but the books have been read and I can’t

I take out the first book in the Anne of Green Gables collection, remembering

when the bathroom door opens.

and I can’t help but take

obvious and I stand up, looking down at the