Skye X Everest Novels & Stories

She was a wild cat tonight, desperate for an audience, and I was the trophy she wanted to flaunt. I knew the tabloids would have a field day... Tyler Rider and Bernard Schfard estranged daughter. A Match Made in the Valley. The headlines were already writing themselves, and while it served the plan, the friction of Skye's body against mine felt like a betrayal I couldn't quite stomach. Suddenly, Skye pulled back, her eyes dark and glazed with a mixture of lust and alcohol. She didn't say a word; she just grabbed my hand, her grip surprisingly tight, and began leading me off the dance floor.

I gave Elura a reassuring smile in which both her and Wynter looked at me with the same uncanny expression. It didn’t help that they looked almost exactly the same save for Wynter’s hair being a tad bit shorter, but yes, they were pretty much giving me an unconvinced look. “What? Did you manage to figure out how to clone yourself?” Wynter asked jokingly. Just then, the door opened and Skye stepped inside, his closest friend in the Pack, Dax, right behind him. “Better. He’s got me.” Skye said with so much confidence I’m honestly here contemplating when the hell he got so good at this.

My eyes, still bronze, caught the dull light of the sky, but behind them, a deep, silent fire was burning. "I am Skye," I said, my voice quiet, but carrying the weight of the mountain beneath our feet. "And I don't yield."

" The new arrival was a woman named Skye, twenty-three, whose power had awakened during a pack challenge fight. She fled before the pack could put her to death for murder after unintentionally killing her opponent with a burst of kinetic force. Fearful and alone, Sebastian discovered her sheltering in neutral territory. "This is Astrid," I said, letting her take the initiative. "She will be your primary teacher for basic training."

It was a moment of profound vulnerability and overwhelming emotion, a confirmation of the deep connection they shared. With Gale's heartfelt declaration, Sky's already extraordinary existence took on a new dimension. The three hearts that beat within her chest, each belonging to a beloved mate of hers pulsed with newfound strength. A surge of power coursed through her veins, emanating from the combined essence of her three devoted companions. Their love had become a wellspring of energy and resilience for Sky, fortifying her spirit and filling her with an unyielding determination.

he nodded in respect, best friends or not, Kyle made sure to always respect Silas when they were working, but after the work hours Kyle was a whole different person with his best friend. Kyle was a handsome man, with his 6'3 height, god gifted physique, jet black hair and striking grey eyes. He had a long silver scar on the right side of his face, starting from the end of his right eye dragging all the way down to the corner of his lip. But the scar made him look all the more dangerously handsome, the silver line and grey eyes left many young female wolves panting for his attention. He wore his scar with pride and the pack never judged him for a simple line.

Skyler's grip on my waist tightened. "I respected that," Jace continued. "Backed off completely. And seeing you two now—" He smiled genuinely. "I'm glad I did. This is clearly where she belongs." The tension in Skyler's body eased fractionally. "Appreciate you saying that." "Besides, I'm seeing someone now. A she-wolf from the Cascade Pack. Nothing serious yet, but..." Jace shrugged. "Point is, I'm not here to complicate anything. Just wanted to see what my friend has built."

With the power vested in them, they swore to capture and wipe all the devious beasts out of their so-called lands. More or less, this chaos is nothing but the WILL of the King, but one thing is for sure, Unity is no more. “Scouts,” she coldly uttered, taking her troops’ attention, “Dispatch.” In not less than a minute, not a single being was standing on that spot. They glide swiftly and quietly into the woods, searching for any sign of unwanted existence. There, roars and rumblings shook the forest, as neon orbs of blue light fly up to the starry sky. Up back to the sky where they are bound to live, and they are now home.

Sky was looking at the mighty mountains when someone suddenly hugged her from behind. "What were you thinking?", Elliot asked slowly as he nestled his head in her neck. "Nothing much. I was just looking at those mountains and wondering whether we could climb them?", Sky said with a light chuckle. "Sure! Let me make arrangements!", Elliot said and took out his phone without giving her a chance to speak. "Prepare things for hiking", he said in one line and the other party understood the assignment.

Skylar smiled. “Not that long, Sky. Maybe a year. I started working here maybe six months ago. What about you? How have you been? Who’s this you’ve got with you?” Monet said, gesturing to Cheyenne. “This beauty? This is my mate, Cheyenne. Princess, this is one of our pack members, Monet.” Monet’s eyes widened as she beamed more, turning her brown gaze to Cheyenne. “You’re a mate?! But you smell human. Sky, you haven’t changed her yet?”