Chase X Skye Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The she-lycan was a strappy one but Skyla persisted. The she-lycan turned her head toward the room and screeched, "Someone come inside! Sasha Ma'am is trying to run away! Someone come inside!!!" Skyla tried her best to get the she-lycan's hand off her arm and said, "Just leave me!" The she-lycan's scream invited another she-lycan. This one was a familiar face for Skyla because it was Chloe, a she-lycan from the day when Skyla was locked inside the cage.

This can't be. Quivering, I slowly pryed the knife from her hands and pushed it very far away from reach. ''Calm down Kat, calm down- let's not jump into any hasty conclusions now.'' Guilt, guilt, guilt. My conscience kept pushing. I'm guilty. Its my fault. ''You don't understand Sky, he likes someone else. I can feel it - right here - in the pit of my stomach. He is seeing somone else.'' Katherine weezed through gritted teeth. Her veins almost popping out along her neck.

"Danielle, are you sure about this? I mean… what if he finds out we're following him?" "He won't," I bite out, shooting her an pointed look now. "Not if we're careful." "But if he does…" Skye presses, her voice trembling slightly. "You know how Xarion gets when he's angry. He could…" "He won't find out," I interrupt, my tone hardening. "Stop being so paranoid, Skye. I swear, I thought some of my boldness would've rubbed off on you by now." She stares at me, her mouth opening like she wants to argue, but then she just shakes her head and turns back around, her hands clutching the seat's armrest.

“You’re totally, one-hundred-percent haven’t moved on. That’s why you stood there watching him leave like you were waiting for him to turn around.” I glare at her as I grab a bottle of water from the fridge. “I was not waiting for him to turn around.” She smirks. “Mmhmm.” I groan and twist the cap off my bottle. “I don’t care about Lyle. I don’t care what he wants, and I definitely don’t care about his stupid flowers.” She hops onto one of the barstools, resting her chin on her hand. “So you’re saying if he shows up tomorrow with another bouquet, you’ll slam the door in his face?”

I glance at the archway leading into their sun-drenched kitchen, where Alex, her vampire husband, leans his weight against the stone arch, his ocean blue eyes intent on mine, waiting. My lips part to give them an answer I just can’t bring myself to say out loud, like speaking will only cement Oakley’s fate into the strange threads Skye supposedly sees so well. Did she see this? Every detail? If so, what a tremendous burden to carry. “She has Isla’s tears.” I look down at my boots. They’re still stained with road dust from Silverhide. “Alex, do we still have coffee?” Skye asks. “I’ll put more on.”

She smiled gracefully and said, “Since my injury has been healed, I won’t bother you anymore, Dr. Yarde. “I still have to deal with some affairs at the lodge, so I’ll be back to see you again when I’m done managing those affairs, Dr. Yarde.” Christine left with Eira while Skye stayed because he had already committed himself to Kayson. On the other hand, Skye had already advanced to become a grandmaster yesterday night! Kayson checked the time and discovered that it was almost noon already. He was planning on getting lunch before he headed back to the company.

Xin was going to pay for what he did to my family. “You better watch your back,” Skye said, turning around. But I realized that she had frozen in her steps. “Remember to ask me if you need any help with the project.“ “I don't need your help,” I said outright. But I stopped when I realized that she could never be nice to me. And I smiled when I realized that Xin was actually standing at the door. “Huh! What a good actor!“ I hissed under my breath and continued working. “Xin, I was looking for you. Do you want us to have dinner together?“ Skye asked and threw me a look. I knew that she was trying to show me how close she was to Xin.

Chase wasn’t even standing with Skylar, he was with Raze and his latest girl, but as the cheer died away we all heard Skylar whisper “mate.” “Noah. One of her best friends. She’d only turned eighteen while away at my aunts. We all saw them recognise each other, the bond. But when Chase saw her walk towards him he suddenly decided he wasn’t letting go of Skylar after all.”

And a tug in her chest made her heave a sigh. "Even if the heir is smitten with you, it's difficult to snare the father. You thought it was that simple? You're so presumptuous" A snide remark came from somewhere, which Skye chose to ignore. She doesn't care what others are thinking. She is pissed with Xander. "Let's head back" She mumbles while standing. She hasn't eaten anything but she's no longer in the mood to eat. She walks out without waiting for Cheryl.

She was a wild cat tonight, desperate for an audience, and I was the trophy she wanted to flaunt. I knew the tabloids would have a field day... Tyler Rider and Bernard Schfard estranged daughter. A Match Made in the Valley. The headlines were already writing themselves, and while it served the plan, the friction of Skye's body against mine felt like a betrayal I couldn't quite stomach. Suddenly, Skye pulled back, her eyes dark and glazed with a mixture of lust and alcohol. She didn't say a word; she just grabbed my hand, her grip surprisingly tight, and began leading me off the dance floor.