Lock In At Sky Zone Novels & Stories

Jack lifted the Queen in his arms. "Put our mate down, Jack! Right now! How dare you hold her in your arms!!" Hearing Xain's warning, Jack took Queen along with him and turned towards him. "I Jack Beta of the Dark Moon Pack leaving my Beta title. I've sworn to protect Luna Queen with my life. I'm taking her away to this place as she wished." Jack said seriously and without stopping there he came out, taking the Queen with him. His car was already parked in front of the packed gate. Jack put Queen in the backseat where his mate was waiting for them. He got into the driver's seat.

“Who are you?” “Put your clothes on and leave before I kill you,” Sky says. Her voice doesn’t shake. “Stay away from me, Lamen. I don’t want you as a mate. If you come after me again, I’ll wipe you out, and every other member of the Silver Moon Pack who tries. Now run and tell them. You coward.” He scrambles into his clothes, hands shaking. The channel Sky opened snaps shut. I tense, ready in case he’s stupid enough to strike her. He doesn’t. He yanks his pants up and runs, glancing back like he can’t believe what just happened.

5-meter tether, I felt the exact moment his heart stuttered. My own pulse skipped a beat in sympathetic response. The "Shared Heat" wasn't a warmth anymore. It was a noose. "Phoenix, the atmospheric seal is closing," Ryan rasped from the cockpit. He didn't look back. He couldn't. His knuckles were waxy-white on the flight controls, his rational shell showing the spiderweb fractures of a man who knew he was flying into a grave. "The High Council has activated the 'Sovereign Lock.' They aren't just jamming our signal; they’re rewriting the Northern airspace as a prohibited biological zone. If we cross the outer ring, every interceptor in the Capital will have a legal mandate to glass us."

“5 p.m.” She nodded. “5 p.m. it is.” “Venue?” I asked. She thought for a while. Then— “The Luna site.” It seemed Silverfangs had a lot of money to waste building all these numerous sites. “Ok.” Then her gaze shifted to Grey for a moment, scanning him disgustingly before— “Goodbye, Sky.” “Goodbye, Lara,” I responded with a smile. I turned away before she said anything stupid. Grey followed immediately. A few steps away and—

The screen flashed with mocking symbols and a progress bar showing the data extraction in real time, accompanied by taunting messages from foreign hackers. "What—what do I do?! I don't know how to handle this!" Her voice cracked as she stared helplessly at the screen. "It's over," Julian muttered, his voice hollow. "It's all over." Watching the data drain away, he swayed unsteadily, realizing just how doomed he was. In desperation, his gaze fell on me, standing calm and composed to the side. A spark of hope flickered in his eyes as he yanked me toward the computer. "Skye! You know this stuff—you can fix it, right?"

Not ever. Lucy’s eyes gleamed as she laid out the plan. “I’ll slip an ivy extract into Zaphyr’s drink—fast acting. He won’t have more than five minutes before it takes hold. In that time, Thorne and the warriors will ensure no one’s close enough to hear his last screams.” Her voice was cold, precise. The kind of plan only someone who’d danced with danger countless times could devise. As she was talking, an idea hit me just then.

It's why it didn't work like it was meant to. I then walk away from the store and into the carpark just up the street. I find an SUV that had a pile of parking fines and notices sitting under the window wiper. I shimmy the lock, climb in and hot-wire it, I then take the SUV out for a spin before I find a side street where I could see when Luna Skyler and her bodyguard exited the store.

He rattled it, pushed on it and even kicked it but nothing. Then the lock clicked. The door swung open from the inside. Sky stood there in a plain gray shirt and pants, he was barefoot, with a messy hair, smiling soft and slow. He lifted one hand and waved. “Hello, little one.” Azxel’s chest pounded so hard it hurt. He dropped the knife. It clattered on the floor. He crashed into Sky, his arms around his neck, face buried in his shoulder. Sky’s arms came around him immediately, tightly.

After successfully bringing Zero inside, she promptly closed and locked the door from within. "Zeva, open up!" Sky's voice came from outside as he knocked on the door. "Zev, open up, will you? If you don't, I'm going to report this to Bro Gamma, you bringing a guy into the house late at night," Sky threatened. It seemed that forcibly evicting Sky hadn't discouraged him in the slightest. "Ugh... what does Sky want now? Why is he making such a fuss and meddling in my life?" Zeva grumbled while clenching her fists.

DAMIEN’S P.O.V The weak signal on Skylo’s laptop blinked faster but weaker as he drove further. “Where’s it leading?” I muttered, my voice rough, as I asked clearly impatient. Skylo leaned closer to the screen, squinting. “Outskirts. Near the docks…warehouse district.” He paused, his tone shifting. “It’s too isolated. I don’t like it.” “Neither do I,” I said flatly, staring straight ahead. “But I don’t have the luxury of liking it.”