Bluestar X Yellowfang Novels & Stories

Divided Soul The Iron Fangs clubhouse throbbed with tension. Blaze sat at the head of the long oak table in the meeting room, trying to focus on Tank's report about the Blood Moon's latest territory push. But his wolf was clawing at him, fighting to get back to the clinic, to Maya. His wolf wanted her and he was fighting it.

It's eyes were a piercing yellow that seems to burn with an inner fire. Xaren himself stood tall, his eyes blazing with ambition. His hair, dark and slicked back, revealed a sharp angular face and blue eyes that seemed to bore into my very soul. "It's good to see you again, Selena. It truly is. You won't for sure believe how much good I've done with your powers so far, " he said, laughing as he stood still, stroking the fur of the white wolf. A group of creatures, moving like rogues, walked in and surrounded him, their eyes gleaming with feral light and their bodies tensed and ready to spring.

NIGHT BLUE VALLEY LUMA'S POV Pale and tiny on that hospital bed, I didn't know what to do. Their marks were complete but faded. The mark clearly showed ,they were children of the Nightfang pack . A trio of wolf heads ran from their shoulders down to their backs, and beneath them, a paw mark. I tried my best to hide them from the helpers coming around to clean my babies. Then I begged the healer in charge to keep it a secret. But one thing was sure,if they received their fathers blood, henceforth hiding those wide marks will be almost impossible.

My chest felt hollow and empty like no matter how hard I fought, I would never belong here. Then my phone buzzed. I looked at it. It was a message from an “Unknown Number”. I opened the message slowly and read “Wear Black, Little Wolf. See You at Midnight. I will be waiting for you. Don't disappoint me”. Reading it, my stomach dropped. Then I remember, today was the Initiation of the "Obsidian Circle”.

Then we crossed a pebbled ground which eventually turned into a rocky slope. Rum released me and scanned our surroundings, his hands relaxed on both sides of his hips. ‘We’re at the foot of Blue Fangs.’ I’m sorry—what? He turned and saw my face and then chuckled. ‘It’s a mountain.’ ‘I can see that.’ I looked around me and noticed the hues of blue amidst the dark greyish swirls of the rocky ground. ‘Oh… this mountain is called Blue Fangs. Its unusual hues of blue and its shape the fangs of a werewolf.’

But then Angel noticed it wasn’t only Freki that was now lying on the floor motionless, eight of the Weres Antonio Rufus brought were also unconscious now except for Bethany and Blaze. Bethany seemed to have gained a bit of her strength and lunged forward toward Xavier. Angel didn't seem bothered by her. He figured if she was far gone to try and follow Antonio Rufus's orders, Xavier and the others would stop her. Blaze however was struggling to stay upright but was conscious, his golden fur was magnificent. Angel had never seen him in his wolf form before, and was quite proud of the young were.

Instead of targeting Alexa further, he continues to mock Blaze, intending to chip away at his pride. "He can't even defend himself, resorting to bringing a woman into the matter. How childish!" Tyler taunts, his words dripping with disdain. In an instant, Blaze's patience wears thin, and he lunges towards Tyler, his grip tight on the collar of his jacket, his eyes blazing with anger. "You were saying something?" Blaze growls, his voice low and threatening. The color of his eyes shifts, taking on yellow hues that further accentuate his fury. Tyler swallows nervously, sensing the imminent danger.

“Okay, but dinner is being served outside on the deck. So I can’t give him total control.” With a nod of understanding, I affirmed, “That’s perfectly fine. Go ahead, let Xyler take the reins.” Xander closed his eyes, and I could sense the transition as Xyler’s presence took over. His eyes, a striking pale sea blue, gazed at me. “Mate,” he growled softly. His deep baritone voice sent a shiver down my spine. I said, “Hello, Wolfie.” My fingers remained immersed in his silky hair. “What’s wrong?” I questioned.

he smiled "And we all have our wolves, except we ours are different, we are Lycans. My wolf is called 'Deluge'." and then he shifted. I was shocked at his size, His coat was dark black with blue tips on its fur and some silver mixed in. He was beautiful with calming blue-green eyes. I wasn't afraid of him. I walked up to touch him and BLaze stopped me *Don't touch him!* I quickly pulled my hand back as my eyes closed and started to flutter, they all knew I was talking with Blaze and that we had already established a Mate bond connection. They were furious that he had lied to them.

Marian had spun on her heel, they had reached the borderland between the infants and tweens clothing, a tauntingly wide aisle. “But not yet?” “Blue…” “He’s not as awful as you think,” “You may have been too young to remember how serious his arrest was, but I wasn’t.” Blue turned on her heel, leaving her mother standing on the cusp of childhood purgatory. She returned to the male infant clothing. “Blue…” “I’m not mad,” She glanced to her mother, retrieving the same train sweater in a powder yellow. She quite liked the red and dandelion together. Wished she could find one in her size. Snorted quietly at the thought. “I get it.”