Novel & Cerita Skylar Snow Pov

"It's snowing so hard outside, Freya. Could you please have pity and see me for just a minute?" I froze. After slipping on a coat, I made my way downstairs and saw Skylar standing by the building's entrance, amidst the swirling wind and heavy snow. He was completely covered in a thick layer of snow and held a bouquet of red roses tightly in his arms. His face was frozen in a bright red. The moment he saw me, he began walking toward me stiffly. "Please don't be mad at me, Freya." For a fleeting second, the scene reminded me of the year we watched the first snowfall together. My heart softened a little.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.” As she got comfortable in her room and unpacked, she looked out the window and noticed a new snow had begun to fall. She knew those heavy dense flakes dropping from a deep gray sky meant a snowstorm. Which meant one thing, she could not run, it wasn't an option anyways, but then, now it was clear he was trapped here, trapped with him. She was here and for now she was his. As the clouds got darker and night descended, Skylar walked to his room. She knew she needed to do her duty. She was there for a reason.

He nodded to the man. Skylar on the other hand, stood staring at the beautiful hall filled with classic people. She was once part of this classic group but life took a turn on her path after her mother was coldly murdered by the man she took a union oath with. The hall was decorated to kill the eyes. And the people were drinking and chatting with each other. No doubt some of them were discussing business.

**Skylar** This is where I am now. At a 24-hour bar in Pandora. And it seems that luck is on my side because the people I need are all here. Amber and Zayn. I need them to validate what I've seen. I want them to see the photos I showed Dante. That's because I don't fully trust Dante. Even though I asked for his help, it doesn't mean I trust him without room for suspicion. "Why are you out at this hour? What's up? Did Max kick you out because you couldn't make him cum?"

“Who… are you?” Skylar smoothed the woman’s matted hair, offering a small, beautiful smile—one that carried both promise and deadly certainty. “I am Skylar Vance. You can call me Skye. I am here to rescue you. We are leaving, together.” We are leaving, together. It was the same promise Clara had made to her all those years ago. Spoken now by Skylar, it resonated with a mature, unflinching resolution.

E see that they have succeeded, they then kill all but a select few of the supernatural army they had put together. Riley and Skylar are two of the prisoners that they kept. Though Skylar is a human, she is just a shell of herself and a personal servant to the CEO of S.D.E. Riley was drawn to Skylar, though he didn't know why, and she ended up making a fascinating toy for Riley. While Riley has fallen into the thrill of bloodlust, drinking and raping Skylar made him extremely dangerous.

“That bitch.” A woman’s jealousy was terrifying, even more so than a man’s violence. If Maeve had a knife in her hand and Snow was standing right in front of her, she would not hesitate at all to stab the knife through her counterpart’s body multiple times. “I cannot believe how spectacular the opening was.” Even though they were enemies, Zayn and Skyler had to admit from an objective point of view that they were dazzled by Snow’s performance. “Well, this is all the city center can do.” Skyler looked on with a glint of wickedness in his eyes. “The best they could do was to have Snow Fenner, a C-list celebrity on stage. And I suppose this is the only song she can perform well.

Skye is like a sister to me and I'm happy that she's happy right now. Then Skyler entered the room, with a tray of vanilla ice cream and pickles. "Here you go, babe." He hands me the ice cream and pickles. I took a bite and damn it's absolute heaven. Skyler looks at me like he can't believe I'm enjoying it. I just ignored him and say. "Ohhh and hey babe did you know that Skye is on social media right now?? And she's trending." As I eat my ice cream and pickles.

Skylar was making her way toward us through the crowd. "Do you know who she is? I've never seen that face." He licked his lips. My irritation sharpened. "That is my fiancée, Skylar Adams." My voice came out flat. "Where did you find her, Lawson? Excellent taste as always." He licked his lips again. I exhaled slowly. Ivan and Natalia were two sides of the same coin. They just operated in different directions. Neither of them had ever seen a reason to keep their appetites to themselves.

Which was unusually kind of him considering his normal behavior. ‘I just don’t need sass or snark right now.’ He hummed. ‘How about a secondary observation?’ I opened my eyes, looking up at the white ceiling. ‘Shoot.’ ‘Skylar is a Commander.’ Snorting, I pushed up off the chair and headed into the kitchen. I opened the fridge and grabbed a coke out of it. ‘Yes. We’ve established that.’ ‘No. Not quite. She’s a Commander but now she’s beaten up six of our guys. Plus, the testimony from your dad. We know she’s strong, really strong.’