Novel & Cerita Paw Patrol Chase And Skye Fanon

˙❥ VALKYRIE Our feet dug into the damp earth as we plunged deeper into the forest. Our footsteps were hushed on stones and tall grasses. “You are sure we won't be caught?” My voice came out shaky. Almost trembling. “Yeah. This is where Azi takes her training.” Skye gave me a brief glance. He was ahead, his body snatched and fit within his slightly-tight warrior coat. He moved seamlessly, like he didn't have two Omegas trailing behind him, who might be punished if caught.

" Did I do or say something wrong? You haven't said anything and you have been staring at me for over an hour with that scowl etched on your face" Tyga barely let Chase take a breath before he began with his tantrum. " Mate, let me out!" If one looked carefully at Chase, the veins popping from his neck and hands would be very visible. He was very trained in fighting and winning battles against other wolves but when it came to his wolf, he barely knew the basics. There had never been in situations like this. Tyga was usually very obedient, why did Ana make him so enraged? If he was going through all of these, she was supposed to be going through same. But she wasn't.

"Who's kicking Skye out of the company?!" I froze, stunned for a moment. 'Old Mr. Fraser?!'

Everything I required to know about the choice I had just made was revealed to me in this instant. I wasn't only physically drawn to Skye, though. We genuinely shared a lot of things, in addition to the simply mind-blowing sex we frequently engaged in. We were both visionaries who were unable to live up to the expectations of the outside world. We focused on the future, outlining every section of the path we wanted to take, rather than being stuck in the past. My attraction to Skye was sparked by the fact that we both had aspirations that were bigger than our minds could comprehend. Our minds functioned in a similar manner, and we shared a desire that was unstoppable. .

I felt my wolf push from within, fighting to be let loose. Horror was plastered all over their faces. All except him—grandfather. I wasn't surprised, nothing fazes him. “Conrad?” I threw the second guard's limp body away and pivoted, my gaze landing on Skylar. She was being dragged in by a guard and for a very brief moment, so brief I almost missed it, I felt a thread of connection between us. The mate bond, perhaps? She looked so tired, her face was dirty and her dress looked worn out.

Skye's POV "You look pale. Are you really okay Skye? We can drop by at the infirmary and get you checked you know." Keira was rattling nonstop since we got out of the alley. My heart was still beating fast even after we arrived at the pack grounds. "I'm fine Keira." I tucked in a strand of my hair to my ears, looking around, anxious that the man might have followed us here. "If your sure then I won't press." She caressed my shoulder and hugged me. "I have to go, dad's looking for me and he'll surely raise hell if I stall longer here." She chuckled at the last part and started jogging away.

After he leaves, I'm alone with my thoughts and the text message I can't stop reading. Too many eyes on me. What is Vale doing to her? Why is she being watched? And why is she asking for help now, after three years of silence? Or maybe I’m reading too much into it. Maybe she just needs a favor that’s beyond his power to give. Maybe it’s just wishful thinking that she’s not blissfully happy with him. The questions circle endlessly, but each one makes my protective instincts scream louder. Skye is strong. Capable. Intelligent. She's survived three years married to a man who didn't deserve her even if she thought he did. She’s built a reputation as Luna of a powerful pack, earning respect from

Her voice slid into my thoughts as if it had always been there, waiting. I didn’t hesitate. My paws shifted against the wooden floor and before I even thought about it, we leapt through the small attic window and landed on the grass below. The cool blades bent under our weight but didn’t break. We ran straight for the tree line, the forest opening up ahead of us. The moonlight poured down like water, blessing our fur as we ran. “I’ve watched you grow up, Skye,” Lyra said as we bounded between the trees, her voice still inside me, calm but strong. “You don’t have to be scared anymore. I will protect you now that I am here.”

I didn't know if I would survive the night, if the cold would claim me before the dawn. Then, a voice, warm, cut through my thought. "Violet, I'm so sorry. I should have come sooner." I hadn't expected anyone to speak to me, let alone offer comfort. For a moment, I was too numb to react. Slowly, I lifted my head. The first thing I saw was a pair of the most striking sky-blue eyes I had ever encountered. Alex Skye, the Alpha's eldest son, the future leader of our pack, was looking down at me with genuine concern. His grip on my hand was firm and surprisingly warm. With his steady support, I managed to stand, although my limbs were still heavy and unresponsive.

He shifted and pulled his shirt collar aside revealing his own shoulder. There on his skin was an identical mark. A crescent moon glowing faintly silver in the dim light of the car. My breath caught. "What is that?" "A mate mark." He let his shirt fall back into place and his eyes met mine. "You're my second chance mate Skye. The Moon Goddess has given me another chance at happiness and she chose you." "But I was already mated." The words tumbled out. "Rhory was my mate. He rejected me last night."