The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin 17. My Demons

SKYLA.

As the door shuts behind him, my small smirk fades away, and I look around the cottage. That cosy touch feels empty… My stomach drops, guilt filling me, followed by a void, one so deep it almost hurts to

breathe. This is the part I hate the most; I know my flaws… I know when I’m fucking up but it doesn’t stop me from self- sabotaging everything. Even then, it’s easier to identify my flaws and another thing entirely trying to move away from them. 1

Breaking a cycle that, for a fleeting moment, fills that emptiness, is hard. I live in those moments… It offers me temporary relief, a distraction I really need from the constant war that wages in my mind. But it always comes to an end and then it all sinks in, knowing I fucked up. But deep down I know I’ll do it all over again, because I need that,

those small moments of reprieve they offer

1. 4

Picking up my phone, I unlock it and click on the chat app. It’s instinctual, another bad habit of mine that I’ve picked up recently. It

has become a part of my routine… One I

always knew would probably end in disappointment, yet still, I check my

messages anyway.

Still nothing.

Sighing heavily, I stare unseeingly at the

screen.

I can still feel his touch on my body, and I

don’t know how to feel about it. In the

moment everything feels good, but then… now, I feel hollow. Moving toward the front door, I can still smell his scent clinging to me, to this place…. 1

Locking the door, I sigh, resting my forehead against the wood before I slowly

turn and head to the bedroom. A place that

still smells of him and sex… It’s like I can’t

escape him, escape what I did. I messed up and once Royce finds out…

I sigh heavily, feeling sick with guilt and I

turn away, shutting the door, hoping hist scent won’t linger too long.

“Meow?”

Malevolent’s whine draws my attention to

her, and I smile softly as I crouch down and

scoop her into my arms. “Come on, little

one.” I whisper, nuzzling my nose into her

neck. She’s my forever one.

Nothing helps, nothing ever helps.

Royce’s words fill my mind. ‘You’re worth

than a one-night hook-up…’

words sting so much more

he

I won’t be able to go back

I head to the lounge and

Malevolent to my chest.

the ceiling, and watch the shadowy patterns of the rustling

the window reflect. I’m in the dark, and the curtains are open, but I have no

did I

hook-ups

the

getting to me… Yeah, I’m not making sense. Was I trying to prove

makes me a bitch, but if

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

finds out, I bet he’ll be disgusted that

the other so

Nice work.

side, I run

hair,

more than

I want to scream, and cry, the guilt and hollowness seeping deeper

I always be so

I’m a fucking

I’m tough and I’ll jump

I have… but no one sees the

breath, I flex my fingers,

me and creating a void so big

and never return.

where you

both threatening to

havoc and

me, or even… destroy

just want to feel something other than empty, angry or out

stare at the backrest of the sofa, trying to regain myself. Even if I agreed to a casual thing, I can’t let it happen again even if he was

is momentary… deep down, I know I’ll fuck

at

if I’m betraying him, but he’s the one refusing to talk to me… but does it even

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

and I wonder if

together again.

thought hurts, but I should

doesn’t mean he needed to

with me… and stop talking

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

feel my anger and frustration rising,

Fuck calm down…

I lose control. My heart thunders and right now, I can’t lose control.

around, dropping my phone in the process; it hits the floor, but I don’t care. I can feel myself losing control, feel the beast within

shaking hands and bite off the lid, my eyes blazing, my aura raging around me so powerfully that even the

on me to mask my

growl as my Lycan tries to stop

me, making me fall to my knees. The poison bleeding through me, setting my blood on fire, as it eats away at the

within me. 4

sting and it feels like my head will burst as I

splinter the wood but I can’t