Bluey Australian Shepherd Novels & Stories

I scoffed. “If a sheep steps out of place, the shepherd corrects it with a rod,” Blue said, drawing a step towards the men. From the way he flexed his muscles, I could tell he was getting ready for a confrontation. “But when mad dogs step out, it's left for the owner to —” “Shut up! You are not our owners! We want nothing to do with bast —” He didn't get to complete the hated word when Blue zapped towards him and ripped his tongue out of his mouth, returning to my side with the organ as we watched him gurgle his blood, choking on it as he fell to the ground.

Lindsay looked at her watch. “Crap, we need to get out of here, or we will have to come up with something to tell Joe and Abigail,” Lindsay said. “I will take care of that if we need to,” Wren said. “Let’s get back and see how Max and Izzy are doing with Blue.” “Blue?” “Yes, Blue. We found out that not only does he have patches of blue skin, but his blood is the same shade of blue. We started calling him the blue guy and things like that, and it just got shortened to Blue,” he explained.

The voice belonged to Bluey and her best friend would kill her if she set her eyes on her. “ Bluey, I can explain.” Leila sat upright on the bed dramatically, that one would think she was explaining to her boyfriend, or rather her husband why she slept out. “ Leila, I give you ten minutes, come to my place.” With that said, Bluey hung up and Leila wasted no time in rushing down from the bed. She knew what her best friend was capable of doing. She would be dead if she happens not to meet up by that ten minutes.

Khaid “Bluey is MetroPaul’s daughter” Kael divulged. I exhaled and relaxed on the couch. “What else?” I probed. “Her real name is Satera Bluey. She's an estranged daughter. Her mother was a mistress to MetroPaul. She's dead now. She died of lack of care from cervical cancer.” Kael stated knowledgeably. “I see” Khaid replied shortly. “You don't seem surprised, boss” Kael pointed out. Then his eyes glistened and widened in realization. “You've always known”

Bluey exclaimed. “Exactly. You know how Lycans are with their pups. Now that he knows... I’m scared. He might try to take them from me.” Bluey sat up straighter. “Do you remember what he looked like?” “Well, my triplets are his replica. No one can deny it. You’ll see. Bluey picked up her phone and opened her browser. "Let’s try something.” She typed: “Prominent and rich Lycans in Washington.” And after a few minutes,

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.

Feeling giddy, Mikayla put on the bracelet and did a little spin for the guests. Cory let out a whistle. “Ben, this must have cost you a pretty penny.” Ben grinned. “All that matters is that Mikayla loves it.” Turning around, Ben walked toward me. He held a smaller carton and passed it to me. “This one’s for you, Kaycee.” I set my drink down and took the box. The packaging was very basic, without even a seal sticker. I peeked inside and found a generic blind-box plushie. It was from an old series that had been popular two years back.