Skye And Marshall Novels & Stories

Click. “Aaron wake up! AARON!” “What in the hell are you screaming and banging on my door for, Skyla?” “I-I-it’s bad Aaron. M-m-mom and dad.” “What about them? They will be home soon.” “No, they won’t. Aaron, the hospital 2 towns over just called and informed me that there was a bad accident, and Mom and Dad didn’t make it.” “What in the hell are you talking about? Stop f*cking with me Skyla!”

“Someone’s trying to go after Skye.” Preston twitched his fingers slightly, his eyes growing cold. Audrey’s smile disappeared, her expression darkening. She spoke with certainty. “They couldn’t find Skye, so now they’re targeting you. Who are they?” “No idea,” Preston replied, eyes half-closed.

"Maybe they were closer back then than Skye let on. You know how childhood friendships can be... sometimes they run deeper than we realize. Like ours did." The implication makes my chest tight. "You think they were involved?" "I don't know." Cassandra's voice is gentle, sympathetic. "But the way they look at each other... there's history there, Jaxon. Anyone can see it." I think about the easy conversation at dinner. The familiarity. The way Nicolai said Skye's name like it meant something. "She would have told me," I say, but I don't sound convinced even to myself. "Would she?" Cassandra leans forward. "Think about it. You and Skye married so quickly after the mate bond was recognized. You

"To who?" Another pause. The kind that meant the answer was going to be inconvenient. "Clara Scott," he said. I closed my eyes briefly. Of course she had. "Thank you," I said, and ended the call. I stood very still in the middle of my office, the city behind me, the empty chair where Skyler had been sitting still slightly turned from the angle she had left it at. Clara Scott and Kate, in contact. Two separate fires, and someone had just handed them each other's matches.

She stuffs her face for the rest of the day. I love how all of us have become extremely close and have created an unbreakable within our family. My family, for starters, have decided to join the Dark Skys pack, but they won’t be leaving the Grey wolves’ pack until Jake is caught. My father and brothers have been our eyes and ears, constantly keeping Ry and I informed on what has been going on over there.

*** SKYE After witnessing what went down at the beach this morning, I went to the kitchen to fetch myself a glass of water. With Mandy's and Miles' arrival, the enjoyable trip suddenly became more heated. I don't know much about the two of them, but I could already tell that we weren't going to get along. Mandy seems to have an obsession with Enzo, while Miles has a weird fixation on Keilah. I stopped in my tracks when I saw that Mathew was also in the kitchen.

She looked at Phil before gazing back at Skye to see his reaction. “Let’s go?” Skye looked away from Cassie and intertwined his fingers with the woman. She didn’t resist and turned her back concurrently with him as they walked away.

Skylar grit. Aaron raised his hands higher in surrender. “It’s not like that! Not at all! I wasn’t!” “No male in the past matters and I don’t want to hear another word of them! She belongs with me.” Aaron smiled sheepishly, and nodded. “Of course, Sky.” “Good.” Skylar said, putting the water bottles down on the ground in a corner. “Let’s get back to work.” “So wait, where are you going exactly? Are you sure it’s safe?” Cheyenne gripped at Skylar as he headed out the bedroom door.

Nothing was jumping out at them as the unique item that summed up the trip so far. Skye was waiting outside the last store on the east side of the square when her mother and the Burkettes exited from the shop empty handed. Helen noticed Skye was smiling dreamily. She followed her eyes and saw the silhouette of a young couple standing in the shadows of an alley, backlit by a streetlight in the distance. They were kissing and Helen flashed back to her night with Kyle. He was a great kisser and she'd really enjoyed herself! She sighed and heard Skye sigh as well.

"Don't you think… don't you think Paul deserves a much better Luna? Someone who would be more acceptable to the pack, someone with the skills and strength to match his own. Perhaps, someone without any scars from their bitter past-" Before I could finish my question, Jayson signaled for a short break from the combat. Stepping away from the arena, he fetched me a bottle of water and considered it for less than a second before saying, "No." "No?!" I repeated the one- word answer he had given as I spat out my water, almost spraying him unintentionally. "No, I don't think he needs anyone else as his partner, nor do I think you are any less deserving of him. Did you know Lexie, that not too long