Novel & Cerita Skylar Holland

The sudden force made her stumble, falling back— Right into his arms. Totally restrained. Diego said nothing. His cool, pale cheek rested against the warmth of her neck. Breathing in her faint sweet scent—cool but syrupy, unmistakably hers. His breath deepened, heavy and dangerous. He held her silently, though her body remained stiff in his arms. He didn’t care. He let out a low chuckle, voice cool and velvety. “Briella… or rather, Skye.” “Publicly, the patent owner for new energy development. The chief designer of BM Group’s Solandra Division. The official regional representative…”

POV ATLAS BURNAM Why did I take an interest in Skylar? The answer is pretty simple. I am an ancient creature, a creature of the moon. I am a werewolf and Skylar is my mate. The day of the big match was the day I turned 18 which is when werewolves are able to sense or smell their mates out. I was looking forward to it since I was going to get my perfect other half who would love me for eternity and we will have our happily ever after, the one that humans long for so much.

But my heart still screamed to keep him close. Ember must have sensed my hesitation. "Come over tomorrow. Skylar wants to talk to you." I drove to their house the next morning with Ash. Skylar was seventeen now and completely human after choosing to reject her wolf side years ago. She hugged me at the door. "Aunt Stella, you look exhausted." "I haven't slept much." We sat in their living room and Skylar wasted no time getting to the point. "You're treating Ross like he's fragile. But he's not."

She couldn't see the moon spreading its shine outside but the way she tilted her head upwards with closed eyes and a satisfied sigh left her mouth, I could tell she could feel the moonlight on her skin. "Sylva will agree to the alliance, don't worry, she is just afraid on the behalf of her people. She only wants to secure their people from danger, you understand that, right?" I nodded to her explanation but realized she couldn't see me. "I understand. She has great responsibilities on her shoulders and I don't expect any different reaction from her." A sad smile crept up her lips. "She has more than just responsibilities on her shoulders. She has her own monsters to fight with on a daily bas

My stomach, now turning with nervousness as the media player begins to play the video. "Hello Skylar. My name is Chase Argent and I am your father. I'm sorry that it takes my death for me to reach out to you but trust me, there is a very good reason for it." I hold my breath as the husky yet warm and friendly voice of this stranger fills my ears. There seems to be less urgency in his voice compared to his written word. He takes his time and smiles a lot as he speaks. Speaks to me and me alone.

Placing the phone on the table, Lily got back to Skyla and asked instantly, "But why?" Skyla grew teary and said, "Because she is my enemy!" Lily squinted her eyes in confusion and Skyla decided to clear the air. She said after gulping, "All this while I blindly trusted Kayla! I thought she loved me and always protected me but I was wrong!" Skyla couldn't hold her tears and started sobbing. Lily had tears brimming in her eyes seeing a helpless Skyla and rubbed her back. She stopped when Skyla continued, "My very own blood sister is my enemy. She is the one who decided to sell me off for one night to some random stranger!"

The two other Alphas sat forward, curiosity gripping at core of them… finding a foreign mate was a touch out of the ordinary. “You have our attention.” Hudson murmured, taking a long draw on his cigar. I grinned, taking another drink of my scotch, then swirling it around in my glass, watching it intently as I spoke. “She’s the daughter of the Lycan King, Ethan Ryan.” “Oh snap.” Alexander proclaimed, utter shock and dismay written all over both my friend’s faces. “Where did you find her!”

Skylar's POV "Wow that image screams power," Alex says walking in the room dressed in a black button up and dark gray slacks. Her pixie cut hair styled look like she spent multiple time of the day running her hands through it. She looks very serious in this outfit, nothing like the softie she showed yesterday. " Oh hey Alex, I didn't know you came back," "You were in the zone I didn't want to disturb you," I took a step back to see what I had created. It was very spikey but you can sort of make out a girl looking a mess.

Me, Adrian, and our daughter forever. Skylar. That’s what she would be called. The End

Lucy—or Skyler Dawn, to be precise—suddenly appeared to be a cold killer instead of an average office lady. Her expression was icy, and even the air around her seemed to turn cool. "You're Skyler Dawn, Gandon's most famous assassin and adept at disguises. Elusive, but also takes jobs from different clients, and recently came to obtain the power of the spiritron vein. Sounds about right?" Skyler's expressions turned even colder as Frank had basically read her dossier. "I'm surprised you know me that well."