YEARS LATER...
Her gaze fixed on the glass bathroom mirror and her clone gaped back at her in an akined manner.
Sluggishly, she bought up her hand and placidly stroked the whitish tips of her hair, the tip of her black hair which had miraculously turned tintless a day ago.
She nudged her fingers into it before tying it up in a loose bun. She averted her impearl luxuriant orbs to the door when a scent penetrated her nostrils. Instantly, she went and opened the door, her green eyes meeting the greyish orbs of her best friend, Natalie Thomasville.
"Why are you not dressed yet?" Natalie barked as she eyed her friend from head to toe, still in her sleeping briefs.
She grumped and stepped out from the bathroom, overpassing the question directed at her as she went into her bedroom, immediately climbing on the cozy queen-sized bed. She laid down and put th
Skylar walked down the stairs with giggles decamping her lips with Natalie shadowing from behind, sharing the same smiles. Skylar still had her hair held up but in a much better and neat bun, a white sundress covering her body to her upper knee with a jacket and a pair of black boots. The girls came down the stairs, instantly encountering the head Alpha of their pack. Alpha Dale, leader of the Crystal-Heart pack. He was a man in his late forties with short brown hair and blue, pale eyes. "Hello Girls" he greeted and they bowed at their leader as they stepped down the tall staircase. "Good Morning Father!" Skylar beamed and the man held his arms open for her and she immediately fell in that embrace, she inhaled deeply of her father's woody scent. "How is my Princess?" Alpha Dale grilled, tenderly stroking her hair and planted an assuring, fatherly kiss.
Walking into the enormous building of the packed school, Skylar hugged her hands around her body while her eyes glanced at every faces as she walked down the golden hallway in the middle of Ivan and Natalie. Her insides twisted, her heart drastically pounded, a lump formed in her throat while a chilling vein raced through her veins, hitting a nerve, she nearly shuddered as she brushed her palms on her upper arms. "I just don't get why you are this nervous, everyone can scent your nervousness. I mean, am nearly eighteen and still have not found my mate but am still living" Ivan spoke. Yes, having a mate was a big deal but he had been sixteen for nearly years already and his mate was nowhere to be found, he had gone searching different packs because his parents feared he wouldn't survive the pain of longing but, his wolf had struggled to be among the living, still hoping that his mate would come. Skylar sighed, avert
Skylar sat silently, let the sniffing on her hair continued from her Friends. "Okay, that's enough guys" she finally spoke after a few minutes. She didn't know why her scent suddenly changed out from the blue to the point she was putting high-rank wolves in an awkward position. Lost and confused, Skylar stayed in the restroom throughout her morning classes, pondering and wondering what happened but when the bell for lunch break ranged, she put on the highest scent blocker, picked her bag, and went to the cafeteria to meet her friends still not being able to figure out the mystery behind her sudden power. "I think it's because she's a white fur wolf" Athan guessed, throwing a piece of fries into his mouth. Her friend, Athan was a rather short male, with a huge hint of fashion sense, Athan was seventeen with styled short blond hair that fell against his left eyes, a pair of oceanic blue orbs, dressed in a pair of ripped jeans, a blac
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