Paw Skye Novels & Stories

Her dark red lips fell apart and she said, “She is ready!” The she-wolf was none other than Kayla Creswell. Kayla passed an infuriating glance at Skyla who was crying incessantly on the backseat. Skyla was unconscious while she was made to sit inside the car. The journey to the Crystal Blue Pack territory from the Red Moon Pack was 2 hours long. Kayla was a bit worried when the territory was getting close but Skyla was still unconscious. So, Kayla decided to wake her up by splashing some water on her face and bringing her to her senses.

she replied righteously, taking her to leave. Klein Gates watched the girl walk out. He stood straight with his hands behind his back, his eyes still possessing the anger he bottles. Kira reached the lobby, and her cat walked out of the building. Once outside, she turned to glare at the skyscraper, a smile curled on her lips." Two- Val, three-Kira." Instantly she hurled a taxi," City B " "1500 dollars ma'am "the driver announced, probing his head out the car's window.

But maybe it wouldn't be as easy as I imagined it would be to come here with a date I was attempting to disguise. Fortunately, after I was inside, they moved me to a location where I would be less obvious to others. I sat down and waited, running my fingers down the tablecloth's edge while I pondered the justification Skye had given her father for coming to see me. While the front door opened, I looked up as the background noise of talking and clinking plates resonated through my thoughts. Skye was standing there, looking extremely lovely in a short, sparkly red dress, shoes, and hair that fell about her shoulders. I raised my hand and rose up, approaching her at her seat to give her a cheek

she asked “No, thank you. Maybe next time.” The two of them kissed goodbye before Zeiara gazed back at Zeeve for the second time. She reminded me of Zeeve's female counterpart, and they might easily be mistaken for twins, despite the fact that Zeiara appeared to be much younger than Zeeve. Her fair complexion was complemented by her thick but lovely brows, pinkish lips, and deep brown eyes. Walking towards Zeeve, she strolled with her long hair cascading at the waist.

Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups. "Now Alastor is one of the biggest wolfs to be recorded in all of history. On his four paws, he gets up to six feet! As cool as it would be to see him, he never ever comes out. He has his own den there in the ba- well would you look at that! There he is!" She pointed into the pen at the huge beast walking across the dirt. She was right, he was huge. His fur was coal-black but when the light hit it just right, it had bits of red. He was shaggy but definitely not lanky like the rest of them. He looked like a bear more than a wolf. He was sniffing around, covering more ground than I could running. His huge paws came to a stop and

And they prohibited most of the abilities that make me a demon from usage. I nickname the man Jerk, although my clairvoyance told me he is a regular human nicknamed Jackal. I don’t know what business he has with Scarlet, but she is allowing him to flip up her skirt under the covered table, which I can see from the table behind. His left-hand glides down her skirt and feels her bare bottom. She is wearing a lacy thong that matches her bra and while seeing the lace gives me a reaction; I am jealous that someone else, instead of me, has his dirty fingers touching her intimate parts.

My name is Alessia, but my family and friends have always called me Allie. I’ve recently become part of the Dark Moon pack, but I was originally from the Cerulean pack 6 hours away. I live with my Great Aunt Tasha, a strange woman with an uncanny ability of knowing things. My brother Austin is the alpha of the Cerulean pack with his Luna Shayla, she’s the reason I’m not there anymore. My brother and I are 18 months apart in age, the day he turned 18, he realized his Beta Ryan’s girlfriend was his mate. It stirred up some drama for a short time, Ryan eventually moved on after sleeping around quite a bit. Somehow him and my brother remained friends, but it wasn’t the same anymore, mostly becau

I shook my head, “I—what? I didn't do anything! We were in a crash, Yasmine, a wolf—” Before I could finish, Yasmine lunged forward, grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked me up to my feet. The sharp pain in my scalp made me gasp. “That little stunt you pulled at the game!” She hissed right into my face. “The official's kid! They followed us back, Trixie! The Northern pack retaliated!” My heart stopped. “No... it couldn't have—” Yasmine shoved me back down to the ground with everything she had. “It did!” She screamed, her voice cracking as a fresh wave of tears tracked through the dirt on her cheeks.

Behind her are Seyla, Rowan, and… Luca. Oh Gods. Kill me now. Every single one of them comes to a stop. Seyla’s eyes immediately lock onto my face. Rowan’s eyes immediately lock onto Callan. Luca’s eyes lock onto Callan. And ten feet behind Callan, whom I didn’t even notice before during my spiral, Fenrir. The massive direwolf stands several feet behind his bonded, black eyes silently watching. I swear the beast is the size of a horse. Silence falls. Then Rowan breaks it.