Skybound Studios Novels & Stories

And something in her gut something primal told her Kael wasn’t the only danger looming tonight. --- The chanting stopped. A hush fell over the clearing, sharp and sudden. The Blood Moon Binding was about to begin. Kael stepped forward, his long black coat brushing the grass. The crowd watched as he moved like he already owned the ground beneath him, like he already owned her. Lyra took a breath, steadying herself, lifting her chin so no one would see the crack in her resolve. The Elder of Stormfang, a withered wolf with scar-lined hands, began the ancient words that would bind Lyra to Kael not just in promise, but in blood, in soul, in pack magic.

Rolly says even though I know the library is much faster to get to by going directly past the Alpha’s office. I give him a strange look as I pull the door open and enter just ahead of him, nearly colliding with Alpha Storm and an unfamiliar alpha along with Liam who looks horrified. The unfamiliar Alpha grabs my wrist and narrows his eyes at me in a way that sends shivers down my spine and he roughly turns my wrist over and glares at the birthmark there. “Elena! It’s pleasant to see you and Jonathan working on a school project together!” Alpha Storm says in a booming and tense voice. “This is Alpha Blake. He was just leaving, weren’t you, Alpha?”

Sierra’s POV The sky was red again—but not the soft, blushing kind. No, this was bruised light. Torn open. Bleeding over the horizon like a wound. Sierra stood barefoot in a field of black feathers. They moved when she tried to step, sliding under her like liquid, writhing in anticipation. Above her, the sun was a cold, watching eye, stripped of warmth. And ahead— Her mother waited. Long, pale hair whipped around her face in some phantom wind. Sharp features carved from memory now sharpened further, haunted, terrified.

CHAPTER EIGHT POV: ELARA The woman's name was Sable. She was Lucien's third, which in Pack structure meant she was the most dangerous person in the building who was not Lucien himself. She did not like me. She communicated like the powerful woman she was not saying it directly. By the end of my first day at the estate, I understood the rules but I simply refused to perform like I did. Every office has a skeleton. Not the org chart they hand you on the first day that's the building permit, the thing they show the city so construction can begin.

“I want to see your A-game out there, alright? The Greystone Silverbacks aren’t a bunch of pussies. If you want a spot on this team, I need fire, grit, and heart. Got it?” “Yes, sir!” we yell in unison. “Good. You’ll be split into two teams of five. First to score five touchdowns wins this round. Let’s go!” I head over to join my team at one end of the pitch. Most of them look tense, their eyes darting around nervously. One in particular, a short-statured boy with freckles on both sides of his cheeks, is fumbling with his helmet strap. “Here, let me help,” I say to him, fastening the strap in place. After setting the helmet properly, I give his shoulder pad a light pat and he flinches a litt

Victor wanted to reluctantly argue, blinded by what was really happening but the next second his breath hitched in utter disbelief at the sudden occurrence flashing before him. “No… No!... im... impossible! It must be the drug… you must have released the fumes in here… yes! That has to be it… this was all part of your plan… have the others distract me… while you were secretly waiting to take me out…” The agitated man reasoned; clearly in denial as he stumbled backwards pressing on the wall behind him for support, his eyes intently glued to the scene of the glitching figure several steps ahead. “I… can assure you… this is no drug… and I am… Mike Rayburn… a soul with a vengeance.”

“Welcome to our humble home, Alpha Caleb. Luna Marina,” Mrs. Adamos greeted the ruling couple as Caleb and Marina made their way into the backyard where everything had been set up by Arthur and Zack—with the help from Damien—for the gathering in honor of Zachary Adamos becoming one of the members for Shadow Pack of Paphos, Cyprus.

were, they wanted the journal, and they wouldn’t stop until they had it. “You think I’m afraid of your little games?” Luca said, his voice cold. “You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” The rogue chuckled weakly. “Oh, I know exactly who I’m dealing with. The so-called Bound Alpha. The golden boy destined to save us all.” He spat on the ground, his expression twisting with disdain. “You’re just a pawn, Moreau. And when the time comes, you’ll see just how expendable you really are.”

“Zephyr held his end of the deal, he gave us two two hundred warriors and twelve scouts. I didn’t answer right away. I stared past him at the stretch of men training in the yard,white snow warriors. Two hundred wasn't a bad number. It puts us at an advantage to Star Raiders, but i wasn't still not sure if it enough to put me at ease. Star Raiders posses the most skilled men of all packs, this number would be enough against any other pack but them. And their quality?” I finally asked. Kael scratched his chin. “Better than what I expected.

Two hours had gone by in a flash. Stretching my arms wide and reaching for the sky, I took in the bustling city around us. We were parked outside of Dark World Nightclub, a hotspot for both supernaturals and humans. The parking lot was full, music booming from inside the club, the bass reverberating through the air. This place had become a problem lately, attracting rogues who had been causing trouble, according to the intel Corey had gathered.