Paw Patrol Skye Wattpad Novels & Stories

"You're here." He lifted me and embraced me. "You might wanna look." My attention finally went to my environment. The sky had turned grey and the moon was in sight. Alpha Jax stood looking in the same direction. My lips parted as what I witnessed was beyond supernatural. The moon's light reflected on Scarlett as she stood mid-air. My sister stood mid-air in the sky wearing a white dress, her hair was long and white. And her eyes blue? The weather was heavy with everything shaking due to the fierce wind. It seemed as though a hurricane would come forth and blow us all away. Not only that, it was extremely cold, my body shook even with Zharn embracing me so tightly.

“No wonder you can’t afford Ami’s surgery. You’ve got a body that could pay your bills ten times over if you would just put your pride aside. Skye, for example, is making something of herself. Soon she’ll be bigger than you.” “You’re ruining Skye’s future!” My voice cracks with fury. “I’ll report you for abducting her and watch you rot in jail.” He chuckles at that. “Skye’s a big girl. She made her choice. And by the way, I’ve got the police in my pocket. You’ll only embarrass yourself.” “She is a minor for God’s sake! don’t you have any conscience?”

“They know nothing of the world. They live in their own bubbles and act like nothing bad can touch them. Naive kids.” “You’ve been through a lot, haven’t you?” I whisper. Quietly, he looks up at me and nods. He looks so vulnerable right now. “And what you said about mates…” He looks down, so I pause. His hands go through his hair, and then he looks up at me again. “I told my father and everyone here that Skye died at the raid. But that was a lie. She was taken prisoner just like me.” I stay quiet as he begins. “Warrick…Alpha of the Dark Fang Pack…”

they said. Why did Skye leave without telling them? Why did he go on his own? What does he mean that he will persuade his parents and grandmother to let Hail go back on his own will to the East Kingdom, when Hail doesn’t even remember them, or anybody else, right now, and again? They thought, feeling their heads ache because of these problems keep piling up. When will these all end? … They looked at each other when they saw an object in the sky flying towards them. Sykh caught the letter when it reached them. The guards are waiting for their orders.

“You are such an airhead, sometimes I wonder why I’m with you.” “Aw I love you too.” “That wasn’t a compliment.” “Everything said to me is a compliment.” Skye said about himself confidently. . Hope you guys enjoy this chapter. I’ll drop more steadily. And if you can, please support me by dropping a comment or gems <3... sincerely, Kamara. , TBC

Skye had told me that I wasn’t able to tell anyone and I had to keep it hidden. When I was around anyone, she would disappear so others couldn’t sense her. She was a beautiful wolf, I don’t understand why she wanted to hide. But I hadn’t questioned her reasons. Skye was a large black wolf with vibrant blue eyes and she had a white crescent moon on her left hip.

It was Alex Wilder! “What?... Where… where’s my mother?” I asked, sitting up on a large bed. My voice sounded different, grown. The stranger claiming to be Alex looked at me like I had grown a second head. “She… She’s dead, Skye. She died when you were fourteen.” He said tentatively.

MEANWHILE – DEAN’S MANSION | SKYE'S ROOM Skye lay on her bed, her face buried in her pillow as soft sobs escaped her lips. Her friend, Paisley a white-skinned girl, sat beside her, gently rubbing her back in an attempt to soothe her. “Skye, please stop crying already. You’re going to make yourself sick,” Paisley murmured, concerned. “Leave me alone. How could he do that to me?” Skye’s voice trembled between her tears. “He ditched me and didn’t even bother to send a message since last night.”

she said. As I looked at Skye, I noticed some sort of mark in her chest. "What is that?" I neared her as I let the meat boil for a few minutes. "What's what?" "That," I pointed at her chest and noticed a petal pattern. "Oh this, this is nothing. This girl must have got this tattoo," she said, referring to Ella. Alec noticed the odd behavior of Skye, and even Freya's brows scrunched together when she noticed the mark, and her eyes turned into a hawk as she stared at Skye with a questioning face.

Despite being a part of this pack since birth and growing up within its confines, I have perpetually sensed a sense of detachment, as if I am not truly a part of it. I deeply regret the lack of control I have over my own life. Greetings, I am known as Skyler, a seventeen-year-old individual who possesses the unique ability to transform into a werewolf. I possess an unquenchable thirst for the thrill of the hunt and the taste of fresh blood. My appearance is characterized by my brown hair and captivating silver eyes, which often necessitate the use of sunglasses to shield myself from the painful rays of sunlight. Additionally, I must navigate the challenges posed by the Jocks and the notoriou