Novel & Cerita Blue Wof

It shook its head dumbly, "I don't know, Hana. But Blue doesn't accept fire, so we can't make new weapons," Hana moved closer to the Blue pot. She carefully picked it up and examined it. There was no rejection; Hana added to her doubts. She quickly sent Worn to glow at the highest level and brought the Blue pot closer. Blue was as cold as ever despite the heat that could burn whatever metal it passed.

It wasn’t like this before, and I wondered if we got the chance to get the life back we left. “Chester. Two miles away,” Lois read. “That’s where we’re heading,” I replied. “Been there before?” Iris asked. “Nope. Just in case we got into trouble. Don’t fight, unless I say blue.” Okay, that’s not exactly what I have in mind. “Why blue?” I liked how curious she was over everything. She reminded me of Colton when we were just kids. “Just came out.” Perhaps, I thought of a certain blue-eyed every night? I shook the thought out of my head and focused back on the road.

I urged "The table.... the door.....the clock......and.....uh- you?" I smiled, brushing his damp hair away from his face. "Mention three blue things you can see" I said. "The painting---my shirt--- your---" His rapid breathing slowed down. "Your eyes" he breathed. I embraced him and he held onto me. "It's okay. You're okay" I whispered, stroking his hair. "I'm sorry-- I--" "Sh-- it's fine. Just breathe" He nodded. Soon, his breathing evened out. I could tell that he'd fallen asleep.

I simply stated while picking up my wine glass again. “So what are…Wait a minute… Did you just confirm my guess? Come on give me a definite answer.” He urged forgetting himself. Well, this wasn’t the first time he would speak to me so casually. Apart from being my beta, he was also my best friend, which was why he speaks casually with me when we are alone. “Yeah, she is the BLUE BLOOD of this century and happens to also be my fated mate,” I confirmed it for him. I know that I told her that she was my chosen mate, but I lied knowing fully well that it could scare her if I told her she was destined to be with me from the onset. I know that though she pretended not to be affected by it all, she

Hmm. As I look closely. All the other werewolves' eyes looks brown, but Lotca's eyes were sea blue. Is it because of royalty or something? The whole werewolf kingdom houses, the land, and everything have a deep sea blue color. Looks like they like the sea or water in general. As we are walking, I saw numerous people standing in one place. As I am in Ril's arms. I can see the thing in front of which they are standing.

I affirmed like a lovestruck lady. "Do you trust me?" "No." I smiled, he chuckled. His hold on me tightened and then his eyes flashed a brief shade of blue. My smile deepened. His Wolf eye color was different compared to other werewolves that were golden brown. He was unique just like mine. I wondered why they were blue though but before I could ponder further, golden butterflies surrounded us. And then we gradually ascended into the sky. In a strange way, it felt like my heels were still against the ground but in reality, we were already amidst the clouds.

Ashamed that I've been caught, I quickly shake my head. “Oh, no. I'm so sorry for staring, it's just so fascinating, being able to treat and heal like that and all. And even if I want to, I don't have any ounce of treating magic in me.” I admit, which is true. Werewolves possess a natural aura about each one of them. For instance, a blue aura stands for the water element and werewolves with this aura usually possess magic relating with healing and for offensive powers, it can range from water bullets to ice daggers. It simply depends on the person and Pack doctors always have this aura.

They are unusually alert and their senses sharp as they prowl through the valley. But the unusual one is a blue wolf who is leading them. The blue wolf is a class apart from the rest. His fur is a pretty coral blue which is almost glittering. A soft light is emitting from its fur. Even though the wolves do not need the light because of their enhanced vision, the blue wolf is glowing because of the magic it is performing. One of the wolves approaches the blue wolf and mind links with it. “Sir Timur,” it says. “We can sniff the sweet syrup scent. There has been an Undead here as well.”

I wanted to ask him to stay as far from me as he could, to avoid making me run mad with thoughts of pinning him down and begging him to take me out of my misery. “You are beautiful,” Blue muttered, causing me to tear my gaze from Fred to him. “I haven't seen a wolf as gorgeous are you are,” he breathed out. “Your fur is like the sun. Golden, graceful and fucking lovely.” As he spoke, he approached me with Fred. “Your eyes, sparkling and bright, remind me of the sea during the sunset.”

Aurora pov How could I have been so careless? In all the things he has been saying, red rank is not the ultimate. During one of our classes, Lord Fletcher, my teacher, had told us that there was a rank after red. The legendary rank that only comes out once in a thousand talented werewolves. The blue color. According to him, it is only seen as a myth and fairy tales, with no official record of a blue rank. but surely the rankings didn't just end in red.