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.

that coats his body, the blood tainting the air… I have just cut him open, and

win? Do you aim

holding back and just fight.

mirroring my stance as he tilts his head and cocks

consider sparring

I question,

moves, calculated attacks, smooth reflexes and above all, you can see the

counter, as he circles “We do… but it is also an art, and only the ones who have perfected it, will

that fuels one… but in many cases, you need to think with your mind, act with control… Just once, I want you to treat this as a dance.” He says, stopping behind me as he

and I remember something Reign said about the Alpha Gen X games back when we first got talking

is a dance of

had been right. The one

wanted to spar with him someday… He had

our light flirting… I look at Royce

shall we?” He asks, I can feel the heat of his body behind me and I turn my head forward, breaking eye contact. I give a nod and his hand snakes around

this is not a competition. …” He

my hair back as I run at

is not to win; I have

his moves. The aim

behind my back, but I turn myself, ducking as I free myself and

punch. He ducks, and I flip over, grabbing his shoulder. Only for him to grip

I look into those grey eyes. There’s no hostility

fun…

stomach, before I spin as fast as I can, hooking my leg around his

He curses as

tease, as I yank

He counters, swiping my legs

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

my thighs with his large hands and holding me

a second, I’m distracted, giving him the upper hand, and he takes it, trying to throw me onto the ground over his head, but I grab a fistful of his hair, slamming his head between my knees

he grabs the back of my thighs, only for us both