Blue Wolf Real Novels & Stories

Deep blue eyes watched me intently as if trying to recognize who I was, and I felt like I’ve seen those eyes before… somewhere. It drew closer to me and I remained rooted on the spot. Where had I seen them? Howls came from our left and he stopped. Giving me one last look, it sped away. I released a breath I didn’t know I was holding. I knew who he was… but it was impossible. A couple of wolves came into view then disappeared as they chased after it – him. Another wolf showed itself, chocolate brown fur and dark blue eyes. He stopped and shifted into Beta David.

Veronica nods, but I can tell she’s terrified. I sigh as I watch the three of them work together, packing things for the trip. I am not sure what Blue sprite waterfall will be like, but I hope it’s as beautiful as Kane and Finn Remember. There may be some answers there for me and I hope that Veronica can listen and start to not hate me as she has all our lives as she learns the truth of what a white wolf is. “Alright, lets go,” Kane says and I sigh, walking out of the bathroom, staring at the Moon Goddess picture once more.

It kept looking at me with blue green eyes that were a contrast of mine. I noticed it had silver like white fur which was very rare. It had a lightning streak at the side of its body. Walking around and around me like a predator hunting and stalking its prey. I took on a defensive stance,ready for when it pounced. But the wolf looked at me for a few more seconds and opened its mouth to speak. The voice I heard speaking shocked me so much that I didn't hear what she said the first time. “It's time to wake up, Your Highness,” the wolf said to me.

I was curious about this guy. “Damian, come here!” A blonde girl who was among the others swimming in the lake shouted to him. I wondered if she was his girlfriend. I turned, walking back to the house. As I entered the woods, I couldn’t get his gaze out of my mind. I felt like I’d seen it somewhere before, I just couldn’t remember where. Damian Brown. I froze when I heard footsteps nearby. The first thing I thought of was the wolf, so I quickened my pace, immediately looking around, then I heard a howl, which made me run, but I tripped and fell.

She was telling him the truth. If this thing between them that had blasted out of nowhere like a space capsule and hit them both with the force of a runaway train was to work, then the Volkas would need to accept her. She hated to think what would happen if they didn't. It wasn't only Jamie's misgivings that had to be set to rest. She needed to know if Mike Volka was indeed wolf and which pack he descended from. Settling herself in her chair, she lifted her glass of wine, needing the drink to settle her nerves.

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.

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

Blaine's wolf was a sleek, silver-furred creature with glowing green eyes, known for its agility and tactical prowess. Sheryn Lowan Cavanaugh, Blaine's younger sister, was a striking figure with long auburn hair that cascaded down her back in thick waves. Her eyes were a deep, forest green, mirroring her brother's, though her expression was more serious. Sheryn's wolf, with a coat the color of autumn leaves, was swift and deadly in battle, known for her fierce loyalty to her family and pack.

Just when I attempted to climb off the chair, the TV news reached my ears, halting me between my actions, " The Silver Wolf Pack has attained new land in Australia. Undoubtedly, they are the next leading pack of the current world. No one was harmed in this mission of theirs last night except their Beta, Blaze who is under medical supervision. Reports stated that he is severely injured from all those fighting."

“What happened to this hunter? Could we get more information out of him?” Enyo pushes herself forward and says, “Let’s just say, Alpha, that he will never hurt anyone again.” The Beta looks at me with a surprised expression. “Your lycan’s eyes are blue,” he says. “They’re not yellow like a regular wolfs.” ‘Good one, Enyo,’ I say to her angrily. ‘Sorry,’ she says with a huff. “Erm, no, they’re not. No one has ever worked out why,” I say.