Skylar gasped again when a punch came flying towards her face but using her reflex, she dodged while the force fanned against her cheeks, she stumbled back while the crowd cheered them on.
"Come on, stop being a pussy!!" Clara growled, baring her canines out while Skylar flinched in fright, as she slowly put a reasonable amount of distance between them, till Clara became running forward, wanting to track her to the ground but Skylar flee back, but still, a heavy impact landed on her face and she fell to the ground with a force that nearly knocked her unconscious.
Skylar gasped for air, a pinching sensation traveling through her bones. She slowly held her hand up to caressed against her cheeks but felt something wet and warm, she gazed at her hand and her eyes widened she saw blood.
"You're so weak!" Clara spatted while the crowd tittered.
Skylar continued to stare at her blood-stained f
"Rogues!" She sniffed the air while hoofing deeper into the timberland till she got to the boundaries between their pack and Twilight Pack, she halted almost instantly, her eyes landing on three seminude wolves with Jean shorts covering their lower body. Her body flinched in reaction and she took a step back. "Well, well, well, hello beautiful!" The one with jet black hair advanced while the other two stayed at his back, sharing similar smirks on their rough faces. "Are you lost?" He smirked, eyeing Skylar from her figures to her features before running his tongue over his palish lips, his eyes glazing with a hint of concupiscence as his animal side skirmished to take over. "You should be asking yourself that!" Skylar articulated, taking a step back, her mind automatically reopening the pack link she blocked. Father! She cried out in her head and the pack Al
Sky...! Sky...! Sky...! The subadult tintless fur she-wolf hoicked up straight on the bed, instantly gaining advertency as the calling of her name filled every corner of her dark, obscured room, she gasped in dread when a chilling wind came caressing her exposed arms from the window as the wind slammed against it. Skylar held her hands up and hugged her body tightly while her eyes scanned every corner of the tenebrific room and for some queerish reasons, she couldn't make out anything, it was like she lost her perceptive vision as a predator as everything around was caliginous. Being struck with the anxiety of fear, Skylar shifted back on the bed till her back hit the bed stance and brought her knees up to her chest. Skylar... She gasped for air when her name echoed around her room. She gripped the sheets with quivering hand
SKYLAR groaned as she walked down the tall staircase, one hand rubbing her eyes while the other went around her neck, rubbing against her nape, wearing a red shirt and pink shorts. She could feel her heart pounding, her heading hammering, and her legs weakening while tiredness washed over her body from lack of sleep, waking up every few minutes from nightmares... She wasn't entirely sure if those were really dreams or she had finally lost her last sense of insanity. "Hey, are you okay!" Skylar's head snapped as she finally walked down the steps, encountering her elder brother, future Alpha of the Crystal heart pack, Steve, who had a bulky, muscled body, dyed silver hair, and a pair of grey orbs. "Steve!" Instantly, she became activated as she jumped into his arms, embracing him tightly while he chuckled and stroked her hair, her scent filling his nose but he frowned when a weird sensati
SKYLAR wasn't so sure if she was part of the living or just an empty shelf with a haphazard body moving around because that was how she felt as she walked down the hallways of her school. Her legs, covered with a pair of white canvas dragged sluggishly on the floor, her body in a blue sleeveless dress and jacket felt like dropping while her hands gripped tightly on her purse hanged on her shoulder. Her eyes fluttered with heaviness, her facial expressions were twisted, her brows were almost coming together while she ignored the uncanny feeling in her stomach. Her problem...? Skylar wasn't so sure anymore but if this was how it felt like being a white fur wolf, Skylar rather be a human...tiring was an understatement to what she felt. The nightmares increased, the restlessness from her wolf intensified...and the worse part...? Her mate was not in the pack. Skylar si
He smirked, his gaze scanned every corner but was staring ahead, his eyes gleamed ebony, a hint of umbra flowing through them. He listened to their sniffles, their pleads, their curses but smirked in delectation as those shrieks brought him nothing but indulgence, he ran his tongue over his reddishlips, curved into a highfalutin ogle. A tenebrous chi stuffed the already dusky, Plutonian space. A darkened vide and mist strained him from head to toe, marrying his entire being with his black attires, sweeping the floor from where he sat on his throne, a throne he fought for, a throne that was rightfully his but was stolen from him. Slowly, he held his hand out and a black goblet was emplaced into his palm and he brought it up to his lips and took a sip but his eyes widened at the taste, instantly spatting it out and stood sharply on his feet, his pupils growing and glowed with darkness while the black mist energ
Was she living or was she just existing...? Skylar shook her head in disapproval...she wasn't so sure of the answer to that question as well. It was a Friday and lucky her, Skylar had no school. It had been a week since she was suspended and she had decided to lock her sorry self in her lonely room, with a bucket of ice cream between her fold legs, allowing the chilliness to travel through her body, down to her core. Her life was like a vampire, it sucked the life out of her...she admired those creatures most of the time...they were living yet dead, unfeeling, without sensation, no emotions or void, just empty. She sighed dramatically, shaking her head in pity. Skylar had always yearned for the perfect family with her mate but she got the complete opposite of her dreams, her mate was nowhere to be found...she wasn't so sure if she wanted to meet her mate anymore, her life was a heck.
Skylar stared from where she sat on a lone couch while sadness and loneliness flowed her veins like a hot, burning lava as she gazed at couples sucking the life out of each other in front of her.She sighed and instantly averted her gaze, blocking out the loud music that filled the space and the wolves that were in the party.Every year, the six Alphas sharing the land of Sansora, would come together and throw a party for the unmated wolves to find their destined and this year, it was the Crystal Heart pack to host the party.Most come encounter with their mates while the unlucky ones just sit and watched as other wolves unite with their mates, that was Skylar's case as she stared at her hands, slowly fondling them, not wanting to see another lovely dovey couple.Skylar sighed again, her eyes landed on the juice filled with wolf band lying on the table, a substance that that could put any wolf into a
He came to a stop at a brown door, he lifted his hand up and knocked without hesitation, an invitation came from the other side, he slowly pushed the door and it opened with a little swinging sound, he made his way in and found Alpha Dale and his Son Steve, both staring at him confusedly, with Steve standing behind his father, who was sitting behind a large Brown table, two chairs at the front. "Alpha Peete?" Steve voiced flummoxed, wondering what the young Alpha needed at such a time. Alpha Peete beamed. "I apologize if am intruding" Alpha Dale shook his head. "No no, please sit" he invited with a little smile, holding his hand out to the chairs. Alpha Peete beamed with gratitude before taking a seat before the father and son. Alpha Dale leaned his body forward, placing his joined hands on the table. "What brings you here Alpha Peete?" "hem..! " The Young Alpha c