Novel & Cerita Blue Spirit Wolf

HOOOOOOWWWWWWLLLLLLL…!!!!! My howl echoed then followed by Destine who was Sabrina’s wolf. Yes, Sabrina apparently has powers blessed by the moon Goddess herself, her wolf is a white wolf only known to be possessed by the moon Goddess herself, no one else is heard to have her and I, with my own eyes see her and she is my mate. Is this a blessing from you moon Goddess? An answer or a favor for me who has spent all this time alone and sad?

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

From past histories, the previous Blue Bloods weren’t able to overcome all the challenges they faced from the moment they were discovered before they were eventually killed. *** Lorel Unbelievable!!! What will cost him to tell me the reason why I became a target of the Vampire Prince? Vampire Prince…. Is that even real? Do they even exist? I find everything he just told me difficult to believe. I mean who would believe such a thing. If I hadn’t seen him in his Lycan form, I would have thought he was insane. “You are back.” I heard my mum’s voice as I entered our family’s house thereby drawing me out of my thoughts.

How could my wolf be different? “It...” He looks at me like he’s trying to work out the words. “You’re a blue wolf, the only one I have ever heard of. They are folklore; no one has ever seen one before and only heard stories of them.” “Blue?” Did he really just say my wolf is blue? I want to laugh. “Not like you’re imagining. Think of the night sky, that dark blue. That was your wolf, but with small, almost glowing white specs.” His head tilts. “Can you hear your wolf?”

He would never be able to catch me unless I let him. Leo is our future Alpha and son to Alpha Blue. Yes, his father’s name is Blue, like Blue's Clues, and he even looked a bit like the dog from that TV show. Blue is like me, a wolf with rare fur. His fur somehow came out as a light-blue tinge with a dark-blue patch on his left eye. It is a sight to be seen in the pack. What is even rarer was having two wolves with rare fur in the same pack. Normally, a pack has only one wolf shift with rare fur. It always signifies that the Moon Goddess blessed them for a greater destiny—one that always brings the best out into the world of werewolves. Blue’s destiny was saving the werewolf king many years a

I muttered under my breath, staring at the ceiling because I was already losing my mind. “I've hired you the best lawyer there is in the wolf world right now, and he'd get you out.” Blue assures me. “What is a wolf court, and who did I say I killed?” I was panicking. “Billy Campbell.” Blue said, sitting beside me. “He was next in line to become the general of the wolf court. He's quite a big deal around here.” “How would I have killed a big deal around here?” I asked. “In case you haven't realized, I'm just a human with absolutely no skills to overpower a 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.

"Why would she do that?" "Because the girl is a Spirit Wolf," Hela said simply like that explained everything. "One of the last of her kind. Her mother knew what would happen if that truth was discovered so she bound the wolf away using her own life force as the key." Spirit Wolf. The term meant something, scratched at memories of old lessons about rare bloodlines that were supposed to be extinct. Spirit Wolves were said to be more powerful than any Alpha, able to command loyalty from any wolf regardless of pack bonds. They were also hunted to extinction centuries ago because that kind of power made everyone nervous.

Opposite. The thought anchors itself, and I let it guide me. Slowly, a vision takes shape. A sleek, white wolf, smaller but no less striking. Its coat is bright as snow, shimmering faintly under moonlight. Its eyes—what colour would they be? Not gold. Something softer, more… mine. I picture them as a deep, piercing blue. Yes, blue. Like his human eyes. A strange warmth fills me, spreading through my chest as the image solidifies. My wolf. A white wolf with blue eyes. It feels foreign yet familiar, like something I’ve always known but never named.

He needed to be near her. Liv sucked in a breath when she saw the wolf slowly step from the trees. Damn! Apparently, she hadn't been dreaming. It was the same giant, white wolf with the ice blue eyes. She stood stock still watching the animal. He was simply stunning, like no other wolf she had ever seen. Pure white wolves were rare as their color made them easy to spot and they were often killed as pups. She didn't think she'd ever seen one in the wild. He wasn't albino though. He had black tips to his ears and his tail and an interesting pattern of swirls across his chest. Those intense blue eyes locked on hers as if he was trying to make up his mind about something. Instead of attacking or