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
She blinked, she stared blankly, the tears rolled down her face as reality strucked her to the core.She was betrothed to the monster King.A King feared by all, a King made into a bed time Story to scare kids and also grownups.A Immortal King that had been ruling over supernatural creatures for centuries, a King that betrayed his own kind by selling out his inner self and wolf to have dark powers, a King that betrayed his own brother for the throne, a King that once died but came back from no where...and she was betrothed to that King.Skylar shook her head, trying to get rid of the goosebumps that married her skin.King Caesar had been the ruler of Arcelia, taking over the throne decades after his brother, King Alastair died from heart break, immediately starting a war between witches and Werewolves, wanting to wipe out their existence from the world for his own reasons, makin
Skylar bolted insomniac, sounds of sobs and muted squeals reached her ears. With perplexity, she switched on the bed lamp but realized the silent cries were not coming from her room.Instantly, she jumped out from bed in a baggy shirt and blue shorts. She opened the door of her room and peeked her head off but was welcomed with a dim and quite hallways while the cries came out louder. She slowly let herself out from her room barefoot. With instinct, she followed the sound.She walked passed so many rooms, moving further and further away from her room, Skylar realized her senses of hearing had become sharper for her to hear that far.Finally, she came to a stop in front of a door. Olivia's room.Her brows crooked as she could hear the cries much clearer. Was Olivia crying?Slowly, she brought her hand up and knocked on the door tightly, knowing perfectly well that the person insid
A year ago, Olivia McLaren met her mate Andy, a warrior wolf with incredible skills and talents, they were happy, Olivia was all smiles and no worries till two months ago, Andy murdered a pack member, Olivia was the only witness. As daughter of the Alpha, she felt that it was on her to make sure such actions did not go unpunished, she never knew the penality, she never knew the punishment, she never knew she would cut short her own happiness as she brought the case before her father and pack elders that day and her mate was casted out right before her eyes, Olivia was shocked, stunned and helpless, the deed had been done and there was no other way she could save her mate anymore, Andy went rogue, he became an enemy in his own land.Guilt?Guilt wasn't the right word to describe what the young shewolf felt as she watched her mate walk away from her, crossing the pack border, she remembered the last smile he sent her as goodbye, she recalled h
He stared at his image on the reflector, he icky orbs lingered on his scars, his excrescence, his faults, even after so many centuries, those glitches still remained sculptured on his quintessence and mind.He si...No! He wouldn't sigh, sighing is only meant for those who had been surmounted. He smirked, his eyes glazing and twittering with malice, a hint of madness...he wasn't dispatched, he could never be defeated, he was the Alpha King, strongest man to ever and would ever walk on earth and he would rule all creatures till the end of time.Just like that, his smirk became more cocky while the mirror suddenly broke into tiny and little pieces, scattering all over the floor, hiding his faults, hiding his imperfections, sealing the darkness that combusted his soul and the demons that lurked within, threatening to break free from their restrain.Turning on his heels, he ambulated out from the room, letting his step echo a