Novel & Cerita Skylar Snow Pov

Skylar was sitting alone in her cabin, talking to herself, darting her gaze at the laptop screen, if she could have burn Harrisons from her laptop screen she would have done it long back. “So, enjoying the show sweetheart?” Skylar was pulled back from her bumpy thoughts when Steve and behind him Kevin entered in her cabin and Steve called her with a wide grin. “Yes, too much.” Skylar stood up, packed Steve’s cheek, and all settled on the couch, again gazing at the laptop screen. “Watched?” Skylar looked at Steve, raised her eyebrows, and asked, Steve nod in yes while looking at the laptop.

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

Tyler Black must have read my face because he answered my unspoken question. "Hi Skylar yes I already adopted you I saw your picture on the orphanage website and contacted Miss Summers here. The documentation has been finalised and I am here to pick you up to take you to a new home." he states his voice is deep and calm. His face holds that smile of his. Before I could stop my mouth the words spills out of me like word vomit"Why?" i ask my tone a little harsh.

Cheyenne hadn’t realized that she had pushed back negative thoughts of Greta’s well-being. “Skylar kept me safe. I’m okay.” Cheyenne said, through her tears. Greta pulled back from Cheyenne and looked at the tall, handsome man she’d only met once. It was as if Greta had been noticing him for the first time. “He’s been looking after me for a while now.” Cheyenne said, wiping the tears from her face. “I don’t think we’ve been formally introduced, I’m Skylar Snow.” Skylar said, outstretching his hand for Greta to take.

Skylar froze in shock. ***

"I don't know, I kind of liked them. You know, it makes me feel so sexy." She nodded and smiled and I smiled back. Skylar was here because she could rule from here, and she said and I quote, "miles is a big throbbing dick, and she would rather be killed by an actual one than see his face every time." But I knew it was just a matter of time before she returned to her pack. Thankfully it wasn't too far, so we could be hanging out whenever she was free. I would miss her being down the hall, but at least I would know she was fulfilling her duties, not running from them.

She went into the bathroom to shower and change. Skylar Evans is a half orphan, having lost her dad in a terrible accident since she was seven, her mom single handedly raised her. Even though there were times she missed her dad, she always looked for a father figure in her boyfriend which was one of the reasons why her relationship with Jose failed. Skylar showered, ate and sat down on her bed to read a chapter of her favorite novel, but she couldn't concentrate as all she could imagine was a brown eyes man staring into her, making her feel things she would never have imagined that she could feel.

But my heart still screamed to keep him close. Ember must have sensed my hesitation. "Come over tomorrow. Skylar wants to talk to you." I drove to their house the next morning with Ash. Skylar was seventeen now and completely human after choosing to reject her wolf side years ago. She hugged me at the door. "Aunt Stella, you look exhausted." "I haven't slept much." We sat in their living room and Skylar wasted no time getting to the point. "You're treating Ross like he's fragile. But he's not."

I followed the smell and it led me to a white house I looked up and saw the balcony window open and then I saw my beautiful mate. -Skylar P.O.V- It was the day of the ball; my mom had told me not to go to school, so that I would have more time to get ready. The time was 8 and I had just woken up, I hopped in the shower washing my body and hair. I hopped out putting on my undergarments and my brother's shirt on top which went below my butt. I then headed down the stairs to see my mom and her best friend Julia, Julia is Ryder's mother and she is a makeup artist.