Novel & Cerita Skylar Snow Pov

Neo’s POV Sitting at my desk, my mind is consumed by the image of Skyler, completely engulfed in those Scarabs she fondly referred to. It's astonishing how she fearlessly caressed them, treating them as harmless creatures, before they obediently scurried away from her and disappeared into the earth. It's as if they hold no threat, no potential for danger or death. This scene continues to play in my mind, leaving me both fascinated and perplexed by Skyler's unwavering trust in these seemingly treacherous insects.

Third Person POV Livie is dragged out of the dungeon by a guard and Gunther, followed by Skylar and his dad, alpha Noah Morrison. Her body is filled with bruises, blood, and evidently a few broken bones. Though Skylar can care less about what has happened to her, he is pissed off. She is supposed to leave tomorrow morning as one of the peace offerings to the Dark Moon. If things don't work out accordingly, he and his dad will not be able to talk the Dark Moon alpha into protecting them.

I don’t like it and that’s a weird feeling for me. Dante scolds me for the lie too since he has a rapport with Skylar’s wolf, but he also doesn’t regret our time with that female a single bit. She’ll be a proper she-wolf soon, and he’s desperate to meet her better half. If she’s anything like the two legged beauty, we’re both screwed. Skylar opens his mouth to speak, but quickly shuts it when he picks up a scent. His neck practically cranes at an inhumane pace, then he’s sniffing a tree.

Ash's POV I’ve never been the type to let anyone hold me down. I pride myself on being untouchable, impervious to anyone's influence. But this time was different. I was desperate, and I’d chosen Skylar as the perfect person to achieve what I needed. Standing in front of her, I could hear her heartbeat racing uncontrollably, like a piston in overdrive. The sound was almost rhythmic, syncing with my own anxiety. Her cheeks were flushed, and her hair was tousled, giving her a disheveled yet oddly captivating look. I couldn’t quite explain why her vulnerability appealed to me, but it did. It was raw and unfiltered, resonating with my own turmoil.

"I loved him! I gave him everything! And he tossed me aside the moment he smelled your pathetic, dormant scent. He’s using us both, Aliyah. But I am the only one who can stop him." She let go of my shoulders and took a deep breath, smoothing her suit. "Skylar will do anything to bring back your Zeen wolf. Anything. He will push you, he will haunt you, he will break you until that power flares up. And the moment it does, you are a dead woman walking."

Skylar's POV I was skeptical about what to do at the winery party's opening, surrounded by the state's wealthiest people. I couldn't believe I'd been allowed at such an event, but as the manager of Zane Hills, who sat beside me, it was my job. I was growing tired of the role, and I'd been planning to leave soon, especially since it made focusing on my relationship nearly impossible. Today was my anniversary, yet here I was, spending it with my boss instead.

.. .. .. #Skylar P. O. V "Adrian" I choke on my spit as I mentally slap myself for even saying his name He eyes me carefully his jaw clenching dangerously and his electric blue eyes looking like there's a storm happening "What are you doing here?"I ask innocently my voice cracking at the end with nervousness as he continues to stalk towards me I on the hand feel like a mouse caught in a trap "Skylar What the hell are you doing here"his sounds as lethal as he looks at the moment

The fact that he might still come after me with a new attack strategy when he’s in a bad mood made me realize that I somehow became an actual punching bag to this Fallen angel and I had no one to help me at all. "So, I was thinking. Do you want to have a sleep over at my house? We can stuff our faces with ice-cream and watch 17 again starring the one and only Zac Efron!" Skylar yelled out his name on our way to the parking lot. I didn’t even have to look around me to know people were giving us weird looks. Being friends with a loud extrovert is... interesting. "I'm in. Let's go!" I grabbed her hand and started dragging her towards her car before she could yell more in public.

She said then looks at me. “I mean he is quiet, arrogant, insensitive guy I’ve met and you like him for stupidly almost 4 years!” she exclaimed. She is actually overreacting. Skylar is not arrogant; he has just a truthful mouth. He is not quiet; he just doesn’t want to interact with so much people. He hates it. He is not insensitive; he actually cares to people around him.

Can you imagine how the world would be like if it was controlled by the devil? Yes, hell. That’s exactly what would happen. And Skylar? I can’t even visualize what would occur to her. I can’t let that happened, I can’t let my people be under his command. So I need to find that survivor. Now more than ever. The cashier man scanned the items lazily, yawning every now and then as I tapped my finger on the counter impatiently, waiting for him to finish. I didn’t get much because I didn’t find much. Few bottles of water and soda, two bags of spicy nachos Doritos for Skylar since it’s the only one I see her get so I automatically assumed it’s her favorite and few snacks.