Chapter 129


    The Lycan Princess and the Temptation of Sin by Moonlight Muse Chapter 129


    Out of my Control


    SKYLA.


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


    Blinding lightning shes outside and the bang of thunder follows as the entire ce 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.


    to


    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, Sk!


    I scream internally as I stand there calmly.


    “Kiss me,” hemands.


    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 nothinges out.


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


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    ‘Mine tomand and mine to y 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 re at him but fail, my body simply refusing to obey me.


    The fear inside of me is rising and I try to


    scream out to Royce, Mama, Dad, anyone…


    Please hear me!


    But it’s just like a meek, sluggish cry within my mind. He’s taken my free will.


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


    rejection, now…” He whispers, my stomach churning.


    No, fuck no!


    I clench my jaw, but it’s futile. He never


    epted it…


    “I Sk Sra Rossi, take back my rejection and ept you, Aleric James Arden, as my


    mate.” 1


    I want to be sick.


    I will never ept him as my mate. I feel a


    twinge in my neck as the words leave my lips and I clutch my neck.


    Royce’s mark…


    How could I say that so easily? How can I do this when Royce is the one I want?


    My chest constricts, and he smiles.


    “Ah… about that mark… I think it’s high time we get rid of it.” His eyes glint darkly as he lets go of my


    throat and I gasp for air.


    My stomach churns as I see him move my hair back and stare at the mark on my neck.


    The rage in his eyes grows tenfold…


    “That bastard. I will show him pain!” he spits. “Mark me, sweetheart.”


    No.


    Please, Goddess no!


    I stare at him, feeling my body move closer to him as I fight against it.


    I’m stronger than this. I cannot be fucking controlled! Fuck!


    He tuts, shaking his head in irritation, and takes 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 his fucking


    nose off.


    “Let’s put some rules in ce. You will listen to my everymand. You will treat


    me like I am the only one you want and the


    only one that matters. To make it simpler,


    and crystal clear, you will treat me like you do, Royce. Do you understand?”


    You can never be Royce.


    My eyes sh, but it’s like I’m tearing


    through my head to do so.


    My vision spins forcing me to take a


    shuddering breath.


    This is a nightmare. How could Selene pair with someone as sick as him? What the fuck is she ying


    at!


    me


    I swear Selene, when this shit is over, I’ming for fucking answers!


    Sure, I don’t need a mate. I am happy to be with Royce. He is the one I want… but why is she ying


    such a sick game!


    “Understood?” He repeats, pping me across the face, fucking hard.


    My eyes sh and my lips part.


    It may have only fucking stung à little, but the pain he’s causing inside is destroying me.


    “Yes, understood.”


    He smiles, one that only angers me further.


    “Good,” he caresses my stinging cheek. ” Your family is your enemy, your friends are vile, but you will


    put on an act and pretend to bepletely fine with them. But, Royce.


    Ah… Royce, now he is a 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 possible, but discreetly.” (1)


    “Understood.”


    The aura around him is swirling around me, almost as if it’s sinking into the pores of my


    skin.


    “You will act like yourself around everyone. You know what will hurt Royce the most and


    you will do just that. And to start with, you will reject him. Oh, and…” His eyes glimmer with a


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


    you will kill him. I want him dead. Do you understand? Dead! Un-


    alive. Finished. Get. Rid. Of. Him! Oh… and one more person.” 2


    My blood runs cold. There’s no way I’ll do that!


    My head’s spinning as I stand there.


    I will never kill Royce.


    “I will give you the poison, I promise I’ll make it easy for you…” He whispers, grabbing me by the hair


    as he pulls me closer, his lips grazing my jaw. 1


    ‘y it smart and y it by stealth, embrace the darkness within you…’ His sinister voicees in my


    head.


    No…. 1


    ‘You are darkness… why do you think the goddess mated us, Sk?’


    My heart pounds, no… I’m not.


    “Really? Do you not believe that? Then why are you so full of rage? Why are you mated to me?


    Because you are the perfect match for me, not for the fool,” He sneers. 1


    I don’t… believe that.


    I’m good.


    I…


    “You wanted to kill that boyst year,


    correct? You always want to destroy things,


    correct?”


    No… I… I have anger but I’m not bad…


    “You are in denial… but deep down you hold a powerful darkness. Why do you think your brother


    always treats you with such hostility?” 1


    My heart thumps as I feel all the colour


    drain from my face.


    No… how does he even know that?


    “Am I wrong?” He whispers.


    Yes! You’re…


    Why does Dante treat me like that?


    Is he right? Because deep down there’s


    darkness in me?


    It doesn’t mean I’m-


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    But his next words rip me from my thoughts.


    ‘You will kill The Sris King, Royce Jonathan Arden… and you will kill The Lycan King, Alejandro


    Rossi by any means.''”


    “With pleasure,” I answer aloud, my words ringing down the hall… 6