Ione Skye Young Novels & Stories

" The new arrival was a woman named Skye, twenty-three, whose power had awakened during a pack challenge fight. She fled before the pack could put her to death for murder after unintentionally killing her opponent with a burst of kinetic force. Fearful and alone, Sebastian discovered her sheltering in neutral territory. "This is Astrid," I said, letting her take the initiative. "She will be your primary teacher for basic training."

I took off for the wild yonder, gazing up at the Milky Way sprawled across the night sky. It was my son's dream. He was a stargazer, an astronomy buff since he was knee-high. On his birthday, he saw his first meteor shower in the wild. Tragically, that same night became his last. I was determined to make his dream come true. The divorce papers, signed by Elias, landed in my mailbox. Maybe it was guilt, but he rewrote the terms, leaving me with a lion's share of our assets. I took it all without batting an eye.

Skye's POV The night passed in a blur of stolen laughter, twinkling lights, and Eva’s constant nudges and whispers that made me giggle like a girl I barely recognized. It was the kind of laughter that bubbled up unexpectedly, free and light, untouched by fear or shame. For a few hours, I wasn’t the omega sweeping crumbs under the rug—I was just Skye, in a dress that shimmered and spun, twirling under the golden glow of fairy lights.

My eyes, still bronze, caught the dull light of the sky, but behind them, a deep, silent fire was burning. "I am Skye," I said, my voice quiet, but carrying the weight of the mountain beneath our feet. "And I don't yield."

“Wanting doesn’t make things simple.” “I know,” he said quickly, as if afraid she might stop him from speaking. “But I had to know if you were alright.” Skye let out a soft laugh, short and humorless. “I’m a bartender in a pack town crawling with spies, mercenaries, and Desmond’s loyal dogs. ‘Alright’ is relative.” “That’s exactly why—” “No.” The interruption was sharp enough to make Mira flinch. “That’s exactly why you shouldn’t be here,” Skye said.

All because he couldn’t tell her the truth. To keep her he had to lie but lying now is pushing her away. “Wait!” “I’m not in the mood for anymore of your lies, Sky!” “It’s a change!” Stopping and dropping the bag, folding her arms, she looked at Skylar. “What?” “It’s a change.” He repeated. “Okay and...?” Cheyenne asked. “A change into what?” Skylar was quiet for a second before answering. “Into a werewolf.”

The sound of music and the smell of liquor filled the room where Mia Parker and her two besties Emily Clarke and Yvonne Christian were having the time of their life. "Go Mia!! Yeah!!!" the girls screamed as they cheered to pretty Mia on the dance floor. Hey M! Quit dancing and come let's have a toast. Mia happily next to Emily and Yvonne. Yvonne raised her glass and so did Emily and Mia. "To Mia". Future owner of Glorious Peak Resort.

I've always worn something to cover it because it was wide, building up my insecurities. Her brows furrowed with confusion, almost meeting. He strained his eyes as though he were using binoculars. “Skai” His voice was loud and echoed through the empty building. A lump stayed in my throat; unable to move up or come down, obstructing my breath. “Who is Skai?” Giovanni asked, his voice low and demanding. “Evelyn's daughter. Fuck!” A large wood hit my head from behind, and everything turned black.

Sky was trying to match her level of energy, but Elena was so energetic, but somehow approachable at the same time, she took a glance at Payne, asking for help. “Ah yes, Sky, this is Elena, my acquaintance.” “Acquantance?! Payne! How dare you!” She punched into Payne’s shoulder, and gave a firm handshake to Sky, “Hello, Miss Sky, I am Elena, one of a few friends of your mate, here.” Said Elena after giving a glare at Payne. Beaming after knowing who is the woman was, Sky shakes her hand and said, “Oh, nice to meet you, Miss Elena.” After looking at how young Sky is, Elena teased her friend, “In her twenty? Aren’t you too old for her, grandpa Payne?”

I shook my head to get rid of this feeling I had which I couldn't describe, but it was a bad feeling. “Well, how old was she when all that was happening?” I inquired and Hunter suddenly bowed his head. The bowing of their head made me figure out that Skye must have been very young when all that happened. “She found out about the baby when she was fifteen, however, she was only eleven when she lost her Mom and her father shortly followed after that same year” I heard Hunter murmur and my heart sank. “Wait, she was so young, she didn't deserve any of that,” I wiped the tears that finally escaped from my eyes, sniffing. I was fourteen when I lost my parents, three years older than Skye but I mu