Sky Above Voice Within Novels & Stories

His voice wasn't loud, and there was no anger in it. It was precisely because it was so calm that Skyler stood frozen. "What happened?" "From now on, anything training-related goes through official channels. I'll have the school rework the tuition billing. Your personal key and vehicle access are both revoked." The smile slowly faded from Skyler's face. "Is this because of Nora?" Ethan didn't answer. She looked down and saw the household binder on the table. She saw the ultrasound report too. "What is this?" "It's none of your business."

… Three days later, I was discharged from the hospital, holding my baby in my arms. Ever since he was born, I had never heard the child's voice in my head again. Instead, he was obedient and sweet—nothing like the thing that had spoken from my womb before. The difference was night and day. As for why, I had known the answer all along. That elderly man I had run into on the road had said, "This life doesn't belong to you! You must leave at once!" Those words were never meant for me. They were meant for the thing inside my belly.

**He's lying. "No, I really mean it. It's not his voice." ~~You don't have to be so nice. It's his voice, isn't it.~~ "It's really not... you're not listening!" His yell seemed to be the last cut on the thread, Kyle's eyes grew teary and he felt a part of his heart break as Kyle took a step back. **It is his voice. I don't have mine. I gave up my voice to save him.** What?

"Mommy, don't listen to him! He's the one who appeared out of nowhere and started stealing all my nutrients! Now, he even wants to make you misunderstand me!" Lucky's voice rang out, so aggrieved and pitiful that it made my heart ache. I quickly patted my belly to comfort him. "Don't worry, Lucky. I won't believe in some random, unexplained voice!" I looked around, trying to find the source of the other voice, only for it to appear again. "Mom, stop looking. I'm Sunny, I'm right inside your belly!

Since we weren’t wearing any of our water gears, I can safely assume that it doesn’t involve swimming. Hopefully. Skyr fished something out of his pocket. It looked like a short metallic pen with a red button at the tip of it. He pressed it once and it started glowing. “Alright. I think it is safe to talk now.” He says. The others seemed confused while Byron and I exchanged glances. It would seem that we have the same idea of what Skyr was trying to do. “Talk? General, if it is just that then we could have talked back in Atlantis.” Gray said.

They may not like me, but at least when they're near, other students can't kill me. Ahead of me, Rowan, Seyla, and Lyra, all link arms as they giggle in excitement. I slow my pace slightly to keep a distance. I don't want my sour mood to bring down theirs. I glance up at the night sky, and I gasp. I stop walking altogether as I take in the millions of stars lighting the sky. I almost forgot how beautiful the night sky is.

My face fell as doubts crept into my mind, whispering things to me, draining my energy, and soon, every ache I felt doubled. “The only one who can save you is you!” I gasped. My body jerked as I turned around, searching for the origin of the weak voice. But there was no one except for Jax and Delilah. Relief coursed through me as I recognized the voice. Sky! She was still alive. Still hanging by a thread. And now that I was about to give up, she communicated to me using her last strength. She was right. The person who would save me was me. Not Penelope. Not the triplets.

“Just close your eyes, it will be a long journey, so take a rest, alright.” With a weak smile, Sky nodded her head, “I’ll try.” She dozes off and thankfully falls asleep, as fatigue begins to creep into her. Sky felt so tired, physically and mentally, as her eyes dropped, she could hear the three Alphas having a discussion, something about plan B. When she opens her eyes, she looks into a flowing curtain with a window half open, revealing the moonlight. She is already back at Crimsonite mansion. “You’re awake, thank the Moon Goddess.” Said a concerned voice from the other corner of the bed.

"Darkness shields as much as it threatens" ~ R. Scott Bakker, The judging eye My brain freezes for a moment, processing the new voice. "W-who is it?" I ask, I gulp down some saliva through my sudden dry throat. I widen my legs in a running stance and steady my heartbeat. 'Just don't panic Celeste' I repeat these words in my mind. I look around slowly, trying to look past the trees, being a werewolf we can see in the dark but definitely not past objects.

" Welcome home, Skye" ..