The Temptation of Sin And The Lycan Princess

SKYLA.

I’m living in a nightmare I want to wake up from. One where my body is no longer mine.

Blinding lightning flashes outside and the bang of thunder follows as the entire place is plunged into darkness.

I hope with all my heart that Royce felt my pain and knows something is wrong, not that I want him in pain, but I need him to know I need him.

Yeah, this is me, the useless Lycan princess. who can’t even protect anyone else, let alone herself.

Ale caresses my cheek, and I can’t even pull away. His touch disgusts me.

Yes, the sparks of the dulled bond are there and I thank the heavens that Royce and I marked one another. Our bond has lessened the effects of my bond with Aleric, but even if we hadn’t marked one another, this man has nothing to draw me to him. A thousand fucking bonds wouldn’t be enough, but… whatever this shit is, it’s powerful, and it’s made me into his fucking puppet.

I force myself to shift, to do anything! Just to get him away from me!

Move, fuck, Skyla!

I scream internally as I stand there calmly.

“Kiss me,” he commands.

I look at him.

Over my fucking dead body!

But… my body moves, and I press my lips against his. Kissing him softly.

No! Fuck no!

What is this!

He chuckles. “Oh, it worked…” he whispers. softly. “You really are mine now…”

What has he done to me?!

I try to ask him, but nothing comes out.

His eyes glimmer and within them I see them change to slits…

‘Mine to command and mine to play with…’ His voice enters my mind but it’s not like the mind link but around me, a bit like how

Bastet’s voice sounded to me.

“Beautiful… before we make our grand entrance and introduce each other as mates to our families; there are a few rules.” He begins stroking my cheek.

It hurts from our scuffle although I am healing already.

“Remember, I am your mate, and you will listen to me and me alone. You will not argue, you will act like yourself, but I am the one you will bow down to. I am the one you want and the only one you will stand beside! I am always right!” he hisses, his hand wrapping around my neck.

Never!

I try to glare at him but fail, my body simply refusing to obey me.

and I try to scream out to

Please hear me!

meek, sluggish cry within my mind.

hand tightens around my throat, cutting off my windpipe and he steps closer. “Take back the

No, fuck no!

but it’s futile. He never accepted

my rejection and accept

to

never accept him as my mate. I

my neck as the words leave my

Royce’s mark…

I do this when Royce

constricts, and

we get rid of it.” His

hair back and stare at

in his

bastard. I will show him pain!” he spits. “Mark

No.

Please, Goddess no!

feeling my body move closer to him as

stronger than this. I cannot be

hold of my chin roughly. His touch makes my skin crawl and all I fucking want to do is spit in his face and bite

nose off.

rules in place. You will listen to my every command. You will

I am the only

one that matters. To

treat me like

can never be

flash, but

head to do

vision spins forcing me to take

shuddering breath.

as sick as him? What the fuck is she

me

this shit is over, I’m

mate. I am happy to be with Royce. He

slapping me across the face, fucking

eyes flash and my lips

have only fucking stung à little, but the pain he’s causing

“Yes, understood.”

smiles, one that only angers me

vile, but you will put on

different story. From this day forth you will treat him like he is worse than trash. You will destroy him, mentally, physically and in every other way

“Understood.”

me, almost as if it’s sinking into the pores of

skin.

like yourself around everyone. You know what will

His eyes glimmer with a dangerous spark as he leans in and whispers something in my ear. “And if you ever get the chance…