Blue Wolf Real Novels & Stories

I didn't know why that was happening because that never happened to me when I used to escape from my pack. I jerked my head at my mother-in-law, searching for the answers in her eyes but she held the same confusion building in her eyes like mine. We were utterly confused. "Eve? Are you okay?" I asked, crouching down to her. She shook her head, slowly. I licked my lips in thought, raising my hand. "Do you need a slap or something?" My mother-in-law slapped her forehead instead, shaking her head in disappointment. She looked at me, her eyes flickering from brown to blue, which I assume was her wolf's eyes but shouldn't it be silver since her wolf name is silver?

This man scared me, and I knew if he could have his way, he would harm me. “That’s your best place to hide?” He roared, storming towards me and reaching into the fountain to grab me, but I pulled away from his reach, and as the water poured on his hands, I watched it burn. He growled out in pain and withdrew his hand. He turned to me and growled loudly, his eyes glowing blue, and it was my first time seeing a blue-eyed wolf. The blue eyes meant he had taken a human life before and, from his attempt tonight, he was ready to take another.

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?”

I have his clawed hand in mine and squeeze hard enough to get his attention. ‘It's okay, I’ve got this,' Talia whispers just as a strange blue cloud surrounds me and Beta Connor. We get swarmed in the soothing mist until I can see nothing but the partially shifted Beta. I can see his shoulders shaking and his chest rising and falling as gasps leave his throat in short bursts; when he slowly turns to face me, I see his eyes are flashing between red and yellow as he tries to control his wolf.

He looked dark, mysterious, and dangerous, especially when all we could see was its silver eyes. The wolf walked slowly toward us as he snarled at the rogues. As he came into view, I was entranced by his appearance. He was huge, even bigger than most Alpha wolves, with what I thought of as black fur. But when the light shone on him, I realized his fur was navy blue, nearly as dark as black. Midnight blue, I thought to myself. I thought Rhett was the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen, but this wolf with his beautiful piercing silver eyes was even more beautiful.

Mirja. That’s when I heard a howl and saw two fireballs hit two rogues in the way. The last rogue looked around before a ball of dark blue fur pounced on it. They tousled a bit before the blue werewolf gained the upper hand and ripped the rogue’s throat. The blue werewolf moved towards me, and two men floated to his side. It was the first time during this battle I smiled. He sure knew how to make an entrance.

Amanda had had the same reaction when she first saw her. Beta Jon didn't seem to mind her eyes, once the woman was done singing Morana sat back on the sofa and turned towards Cameron. He raised an eyebrow and offered and simple smile, "Eyes are brown?" she asked and pointed at her eyes. The question didn't sound right, and she knew she had messed up but Cameron over looked it as he started to speak. "All wolves are born with blue eyes, and then they change when they gain their wolves. I've never heard of a wolf whose eyes are blue, well except one legend." He said, Morana looked at him with eager eyes and he softly smiled. But that smile didn't reach his eyes.

I hissed, chest still heaving with ragged breaths as I tried to ignore the way he stared at my chest. “I want us to work together, Elena. I'm a blue wolf too, you see?” He drawled, and the shock of it made me stumble back when he flicked his wrist to flash me with the white lightning birthmark that was there. The same one I had on my back. I swallowed reflexively, my entire body awash with a new kind of fear. Male blue wolves were rumored to be descendants of the moon goddess herself, and yet, there was nothing bright and shiny about Klein Markov.

He looked so beautiful with dim moonlight falling over his thick black coat that I had a strong urge to stroke his soft fur. His head was tall, up in the sky while his eyes were fixed on the water falling in front of him. Though he was sitting, still his stern expressions and attentive posture told he was ready to jump on any danger coming his way. For a moment I thought it was Ash because his wolf was the same as the one in front of my eyes but he had a hint of blue shine in his fur which told me it was someone else. Ash wolf, Blaze is jet black in colour with no other colour on him but this wolf... He is black with a hint of blue shine in it.

Hi readers This is my book blue blood and be sure to know what I write and what you'll all be reading is all in my imagination,it's all a fictionalized. All scenes,sword fighting skills,Powers and all are all work of my imagination if this reminds you of a scene before or a true life story it's all a coincidence. Thanks... ____________________________ In a small hut a woman groan in pain, rubbing her big tummy, she stretch her legs apart, moaning, tears and sweat mixed together on her face, her hairs pull apart but still her beautiful moonlight face shone.