Lab Rats: Elite Force Skylar Novels & Stories

Don’t…’ Niru warned me and stopped me from moving forward. ‘What the hell, Niru!’ He shook his head. ‘That’s not…that’s…’ I moved closer to where the fighting had moved to and watched. There were five werewolves, two of which were wounded pretty bad. It was easy to pick out Skylar. Her hair was pulled up into a high ponytail but it was the same nearly white-blonde that Mom had. She was also the shortest out of the entire group. However, her eyes were completely black. The smile she had on her face was that of a monster playing with their food. My paws froze in the ground.

"But I am willing to learn from those with more wisdom and experience. And more importantly, I am willing to fight for a world where lycans and werewolves can coexist without Council tyranny hanging over them." "I have made mistakes," Skylar continued. "I trusted the wrong people and I walked into traps and I let fear control my decisions. But I learned from those failures and I became stronger because of them." Her honesty seemed to surprise the elders and they exchanged glances that I could not interpret. Marius leaned back in his chair and studied Skylar with an expression that gave nothing away. "The Council tortured me for days," Skylar said and her voice did not waver. "They tried to b

I murmured too quiet for anyone else to hear. She nodded once and I felt her straighten beside me. She understood the game even if she’d never played at this level before. My attention cut across the room to where Skylar sat with her legal team and beside her sat a man I recognized from intelligence reports but had never met in person. Lance Silvermist. Skylar’s son, the one who’d been quietly building support for their claim while staying out of direct spotlight. He was bigger than his mom, built like a warrior. Nis eyes tracked over Astrid with cold assessment, no warmth or recognition in his expression.

They tried to hide the fear on their faces, but their trembling limbs betrayed them. Skylar slowly peeled off her cheap jacket, revealing a body coiled with lean, deadly muscle. Her muscles gleamed under the moonlight, every curve a promise of deadly beauty. “Begin,” Magnus ordered. The first guard didn’t even have time to raise a defense. Skylar’s figure became a blur, lunging at him. Her claws shot out, swiping across his chest. Hot blood sprayed, staining the cold stone platform. The second guard tried a sneak attack from behind, but Skylar didn’t even turn. A backward elbow strike caught him square in the face.

Skye would never forgive me if I died here. I turn toward Toby’s voice. “I’m coming. Make sure everyone is getting out of the lab. I want groups of six in the elevators–” The ice floor beneath my feet caves in. I can’t even save myself. The last thing I hear over the shattering ice is a thick laugh somewhere in the darkness, and I swear on whatever gods still listen, that I see… red. * * * Skye

Genaro’s expression darkened the moment Skylar addressed Azerbel so casually. Even before the official ceremony, Azerbel’s position was already obvious to everyone. She was the future Luna of the Lycan pack. A woman meant to stand beside the alpha himself. Skylar should have known better. And judging from the sudden panic on her face… she realized it too late. Color rushed into Skylar’s cheeks as embarrassment hit her hard. Genaro had corrected her publicly without raising his voice once.

“Ace, how long have I been here? What did Skylar inject me with?” “Okay, slow down, Keller. You’ve been here nine days and Miss Wilson has been here for seven.” I hear him flipping papers in a folder. “Skylar injected you with a concentrated synthetic wolfsbane/ketamine combo. A pretty potent one. Doctor Barker believes he stole it from the drugs that are confiscated from sigmas entering your family’s facility. The amount he gave you would have killed you, but fortunately, there was a witch visiting the facility from the Regent’s pack. She’s a potions master. She stabilized you until we got you here.”

If I was ever going to escape, I had to understand how things worked here. “Well, only on missions,” Skylar replied, glancing around the room. “That’s the only time we get to see the outside world. But honestly, this place is the world now.” She waved her hand at everything around us. “Oh,” I said quietly, my heart sinking. “Yeah, but you have to be one of the top 50 fighters to go on missions,” Quinn added. Top 50? But there were at least 500 girls here. Well… I did defeat Kika. That had to count for something. Maybe I was already in the top 10?

Did she perhaps heard our conversation. Or did she felt the spark too? All these while is still didn’t believe we were meant to be, even if the moon goddesss has chosen her as my mate. I have never felt anything. Not until this point. The healer finished mixing the herbs and he walked up to us. He held Layla’s face to get a better look of her neck. Then he turned to look at me with shock in his eyes. “What have you two been waiting for?”

The Lycan sitting on top of Skyla's sprawled body on the ground bursted into a peal of laughter as she detached her gaze from Skyla to look behind at the Lycans standing beside. Skyla tried to free herself by propping her hands on the Lycan's chest to shove her from top of her but Skyla was just an ordinary werewolf with the weakest immunity in the world owing to the abuse she had suffered since childhood. How could she compete with so many steps ahead in all dimensions of life, the Lycan?