Paw Patrol Skye And Marshall Novels & Stories

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.”