The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse

Chapter 24

The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin Chapter 24

A Dance

SKYLA.

Night has fallen, and I am getting dressed for dinner with Dad, Kat, and Royce. I don’t know why Dad invited him, but it makes me wonder if he ended up hearing us in the

office earlier. I hadn’t heard his footsteps; I had been far too distracted… plus his hearing is better than mine… but there’s a high chance he didn’t hear.


I sigh as I pull on a fresh pair of panties, my mind returning to our earlier training session. I had ended up hurting him again in the first half of the session.

Why do I always lose it?

He wants me to calm myself when I begin to get riled up… and today he hadn’t defended himself, in hopes I’d be able to stop myself, but I didn’t I couldn’t.

He had had to step back at the last moment, and if he hadn’t, I would have scarred that sexy body of his permanently.

Great…

I put on some earrings, unable to stop myself from thinking about the second half of our session. The guilt and panic had almost made me tell him my truth and my heart skips a beat as the memory replays in my mind…

(FLASHBACK – TRAINING EARLIER)

“I… I should go. This is a mistake. You can’t help me. I’m just going to hurt you. I say, turning away, but I don’t get far, only for him to spin me around.

“It’s fine, relax. I’m fine. You’re doing great.” He says calmly.

Is he for real? I’m fucking messing it all up!

“Am I?” I scoff in disbelief. “You’re delusional, or plain stupid.”

“Tell me Skyla, do you spar to win?” Royce says as he lets go of me and picks up his phone.

some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can

I like this song.

blood tainting the air… I have just cut him open, and he’s

asked if you spar to win? Do you aim to win?” He

“Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight. I can

and cocks a brow. “The aim isn’t to break bones but to

consider sparring as a

dance?” I

martial artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and

fight to survive, fight to kill and fight to protect, not for fun.” I counter, as he circles “We do… but it is also an art, and only the ones who

fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your

Gen X games back when we first got talking in that chat room.

is a dance of art. Let the

one who fought

softly, turning and looking into his eyes. I remember saying to Reign that I wanted to spar with him someday… He had said absolutely, as long as it was

missing our light flirting… I look at

his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking

is not a competition.

I say, tossing my hair back as I run

not to win; I have to remember that important

exchange blows and I focus on his moves. The aim is to block and counter in

arm as he tries to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free

ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to grip my wrist and flip me

grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance in them, and I find myself calming

for fun… He isn’t

him in his stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking my leg around his and pulling it

curses as he

dancing.” I tease, as I yank

down, love, so are you!” He counters, swiping my legs from under me,

ankle and yanks me back. I turn, and he grunts when my knee hits his chest.

grabbing my thighs with his large hands

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