The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

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.

“What?” I ask, as he switches on some music and sets the volume low loud enough so we can hear it, but not loud enough to give me a headache.

I like this song.

sweat that coats his body, the blood tainting the air… I

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

brow, crossing my arms. “Obviously. So, stop holding back and just fight. I can handle broken bones. Give me your

my stance as he tilts his head and cocks a brow. “The aim isn’t to break bones but to

to consider sparring as a

dance?” I question,

have you ever watched two martial artists compete? A dance of perfection… fluid moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the art

protect, not for fun.” I counter, as he circles “We do… but it

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

about the Alpha Gen X games

a dance of art.

one who fought with skill

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 in the rain,

smile, missing our light flirting… I look at Royce and make

I can feel the heat of his body behind me and I turn my head

big hands “The aim is to enjoy it, counter, assess, and act… but remember this is not a competition. …” He murmurs, his hair tickling the

dance then.” I say, tossing my hair back as

win; I have

his moves.

to pin my arm behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and try

back and I lunge forward, aiming a punch. He ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him

until I look into those grey eyes. There’s no hostility or arrogance in them, and

fun… He isn’t

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

He curses as he

as

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

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

strong you are.” He adds, grabbing my thighs with his large

pleasure goes straight to my core, and for a second, I’m distracted, giving him the upper hand, and he takes it, trying to throw me onto the ground over his

as he grabs the back of my thighs, only for