Novel & Cerita Blue Fire Wolf

Each step grows heavier, his pacing more erratic, until he finally stops, his chest heaving like he’s just run a marathon. But his rant barely registers. My thoughts are a cacophony of disbelief and dread, circling back to that impossible shade of blue. An alpha wolf with pure blue eyes? It’s unheard of. Deviants like the Draven brothers may defy norms with their distinctive colors, but not this. Never this.

[Xavier’s POV] There was a wolf in the woods. Its fur was a mixture of a flame-like blue colour, matching the colour of its icy blue eyes which seemed all too familiar, and a sparkling white colour which shone like stars in the night sky. Upon meeting my gaze, the wolf turned around and began to run further deep into the woods.

Its fire changed it hue, from a reddish orange, it became bluish green and it was moving. Nobody moved as the blue fire licked its way to the crowd. The eldest of the wolf council stepped forward and raised her hand. “Do not move!” She said. “That fire is a sign that it is a message from the wolves of the past!” No one moved. The air seemed still. Even the birds of night and the crickets seemed to understand. Everyone was mesmerized by the dance pf the flames at it spread into different directions.Searching. As if it had a mind of its own and it was searching for something. Or somebody.

No one knew what became of Aamon the Blue Wolf the first werewolf in history, but it was said that it was the man's hatred that revived him and that such hatred was the requirement for one to be gifted the Blue Wolf. The Blue Flame, a mystical fire known for its ability to sever mate bonds, earned its name from its striking ocean-blue hue. Its creator, the legendary Blue Wolf, was known by many simply by that title. This very flame was the same one he had unleashed upon the nobles who had mercilessly slaughtered his entire family. It burned with vengeance, consuming everything in its path. Yet, it was never fully extinguished. Even after centuries, a small remnant of it—no larger than a burn

Their leader, a weasel of a man who called himself Fang, raised his hand in mock greeting. Blaze didn't slow down. Neither did his pack. They drove straight through. Blaze would show bo weakness. At the last possible moment, as Fang's smirk began to falter, Blaze let his eyes shift. The world sharpened, colors bleeding away as his wolf vision took over. He knew his irises were burning amber now, a king's eyes. A challenge and a warning.

Her silver locks had been coated with a red taint of her enemies, her eyes glowed a deep blue color that reflected the moonlight in them. “How? They wouldn't let us even breathe,” I responded as I mirrored her breathing as well, feeling fatigue spread across my body. We split up once again as three wolves confronted us with speeds that we anticipated. I grabbed the first wolf by the ears and with its strength combined with mine, lifted myself into the air and over him before sitting myself on his back. He thrashed around just to throw me off but I was a few steps too fast and gripped big sides of his head before locking it in and snapping it.

mind, she skidded to a stop her thick red/gold fur fluffing out making her look bigger but she was no match for them. A low growl came from her Wolf, she wasn't going down without a fight but the males did not attack her instead they kept their distance but only far enough so she could not escape them. 'Keep walking.' The deep voice ordered her as they herded her back toward her cottage and as there was nothing else she could do, if she tried to escape these two would catch her easily and she had a feeling that would not be a pleasant experience, so she did

I had hope that it wouldn't just happen now. But like every other year, at this point I would wish that my name wasn't my name. I would wish that I wasn't Allison Bush, the last air of the Bush who actually is the only one that turns into a full wolf on a full moon. I was trying to run from that and some other things.. But then again, you can't run away from yourself!!

- Do you want to tell me something? - It's just that this silver cord was very important to your father, he believed that this cord could bring you closer to your destiny and give you protection! - she smiled - but your father was a passionate believer in legends that don't exist, so this could be another one of them! - she didn't seem to really believe that. - If he believed that he was protecting me and bringing me closer to my destiny, I choose to believe him. I've never seen him lie, so he deserves this vote of confidence from us!

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.