Shame Skyler Mason Novels & Stories

“You couldn't even do that without causing more trouble. You had to walk in on your superiors in their private moment. Not just private but a sacred one—their mating culmination, Skylar!” I whimpered, shutting my eyes as the memory of that night filtered into my mind. I'd just wanted to clean gamma's room, I didn't know he was having sex with his mate. I remembered the immense embarrassment that caused, the yells I received and the lashes of the cane that rained upon me. I remembered not being able to move for the rest of the day. “You're useless, you'll always be a worthless scum!” Alpha Caleb spat and tears flowed down my cheeks uncontrollably.

Wow, a bath would be great right now. Grayson takes a seat by my side, as my legs still cower underneath the blanket. "It's important you don't freak out," he tells me. Instantly, his words have the opposite effect to what he intended. My heart flutters at the insinuation of bad news. It's early in the morning, my mate is looking nervous, and now suddenly, he's holding my hands between his own. I'm captured in his intrusive gaze, as he suggests I don't worry without even speaking. But nonetheless, his next sentence shocks me. "Lexia, I'm a Phantom Wolf."

If we weren't together, we could refute David's claim and make him out to be the scorned liar he was because he lacked any supporting proof. I really didn't want to bring up this topic. Skye appeared to be in the realm of perfection and was so incredibly pleased. That alone hurt my heart since I thought that bringing it up right now would simply ruin that lovely grin. She was too lovely and innocent to go through something like this. The media I knew. Instead of the wise, graceful, and compassionate lady she was, they would drag her through the mud and make her appear like some young tart. On top of everything else, her father would reject her, severing his relationship with her and making h

"Yeah I'll talk to him. I don't like disturbing him when he's at work but I thought he'd be happy about the kick and then he wasn't and it made me upset." "It's okay Mason. He just doesn't understand how important this is for you yet, make sure you tell him so he can learn. That's what relationships are about, communication as Marcus would say," Sky says with a smile and I nod as I let him hug me. "I'll talk with him about it, I'm sorry for being a bummer." "Mason no it's fine, you're my friend and I'll happily help you with things like this. That's what friends are for," Sky says and I feel him kiss my head.

CHAPTER 171 MASON The press room was suffocating, a swarm of cameras, flashes bursting like fireworks, reporters shouting over each other as if they were competing for the most invasive question award, and I stood at the center of it all with sweat gathering at the back of my neck and my jaw clenched so tightly I could taste metal. One reporter shouted, “Mason, do you regret your involvement with Tyler Reyes?” Another: “Are you distancing yourself now that the scandal is damaging your family name?”

“No! No! That’s impossible! My daughter would never abandon me! Hahahahaha! You’re lying—you're trying to trick me!” She ran into the courtyard and pointed at the sky, laughing wildly. “Lies! All lies!” Clapping her hands, she spun around in circles like a deranged child. Skye stood silently by the door, staring at the woman who had once been the elegant Mrs. Sawyer of Avenlith. Now, abandoned by both husband and daughter. So… what had she schemed and plotted her whole life for? “Let’s go,” Skye said softly, glancing up at the same blue sky, unchanged by all this chaos.

SKYLAR'S P.O.V IT'S another day of – not hope – misery. I blamed myself for showing how lost I was towards Dimitri, now Alpha Denver will never let me see him. Who knows what's going to happen between them? What if they end up having issues between them all because of me? I slapped my forehead in frustration, sighing heavily. "You're such an asshole." I cursed. I overheard chef Vivian making list of things that are needed to be bought, I saw this as an opportunity to grab

"Say it, Reid. Out loud. Don't hide behind your boys." Mason’s head snapped toward me. For half a heartbeat something raw flashed across his face, not the usual cocky bullshit. Then it vanished, locked down tight behind that smirk he wore like second skin. “Ezra fucking Cole.” He let the skater drop. The kid scrambled away like his ass was on fire. “Didn’t know you cared so much about what I thought.” “I never cared.” I stepped right into his space, heart hammering so loud I was sure he could hear it. “But keep my name and my sport out your mouth when you’re trying to look hard for your brain-dead fan club.”

I dropped into a flawless, practiced slide-kneel—one knee on the floor, both hands holding up the scissors, loyalty written all over my face, my voice booming with shameless devotion. "Please, Your Majes—uh, I mean, Mr. Harrington, see the truth! Every fingerprint on these scissors belongs to Ryan! Just test them! My loyalty to you is as vast as the sky and as steady as the mountains—why would I ever destroy your gift?" The Sanders family's faces went green. Violet pointed at me in fury. "Pete! Do you have no shame?! Groveling like that brings nothing but disgrace to the Sanders name! What is wrong with you?!"

“Because I don’t think fault is really the right frame here at all. Your body did exactly what bodies do when they’ve been carrying more than they were ever equipped to carry alone. That’s not a character failure, Sky. That’s biology responding honestly to an impossible situation.” “Doesn’t feel that way. Feels like weakness, even now, even understanding everything you’ve taught me about anxiety and panic and how none of it makes someone fundamentally broken.” “Feelings and facts aren’t always the same thing,” she said. “You’re allowed to still feel the old shame even while understanding, intellectually, that it doesn’t hold up. Those two things can coexist for a long time before the feeling