Novel & Cerita Code Name Blue Wren

Hopefully no one is noticing. Ren looks up at me, that cool icy blue eye on the left side is unnerving as ever. A part of me has a feeling those strange eyes of him allude to his secret. “Brielle, what’s your opinion on this?” Ren ask. “Should we end Alpha meetings?”

He just stood, face lowered contemplating if he should tell or not. Back at the Humane kingdom, meanwhile in the thick of the whole crisis, Wren was having a vagary encounter within her consciousness. In it she opened her eyes widely as though she just woke up from a nightmare, she raised her upper body up only to be seen in a more familiar space, a raw smoggy atmosphere, the sharpness of the precipitated cold air, the frozen walls and floors made the wintry surroundings in a solidified phase. She raised her blue eyes while touching her bald head thinking it might grew again in the zone then she felt an aberrant character, standing in front of her. An image of a boy, glowing in pale, pure, t

Calming his anxiety over what was to come. Phelan guided Wren through the door and off the private jet. They were greeted by his Beta and several fresh warriors. Phelan paused to introduce his second in command at the bottom of the stairs. "Wren this is my Beta and best friend since childhood, Matthew Lawson. Matthew this is my mate and your future Luna, Wren Mixon."

That’s going to change. Wren is finally ready to go. It took her longer to get ready as she is nervous about how she is presenting herself. This is our second outing in public. While our first one went fairly well, minus the issue with Lorna, I know Wren is still nervous. However, right now, she looks stunningly beautiful in a rose pink wrap dress with nude pumps. Her hair is in soft curls, and her makeup is simple yet elegant. She looks every part of a Luna even if she doesn’t fully feel it.

She’s got the ice in a bag and putting it on my face as I feel like passing out. “Grey? You still with me brother?” Wes looks in the mirror. “Yes…just…drive.” I pant. “He’s OK, Wes. Don’t worry.” Wren says. “I can’t help it. It’s a twin thing.” He smirks. “Hey…bros…forever…” I force a smile. He looks in the mirror. “Bros forever.” Wren dumps the water out the window and adds more ice. She puts it on my head. “I know…I’m…a dick…but….thanks…” I look up at her.

But the worst part is… he’s even more attractive than the last time I saw him. And he’s in his MC kutte, the leather vest still has his “VP” tag. Guess some things haven’t changed. “Likewise,” I reply with an eyeroll. His lips twitch and he helps me with my luggage. “Did you have a good flight?” “I arrived safely, didn’t I?” “Damn,” he whistles. “The bird has grown some claws. Maybe I should change your nickname to kitten.” Because of my name, Wren—which is a type of bird—my brother and Ezra decided that giving me “bird” nicknames is the way to go.

One I recognize was Kuya Loren's because of its black bumper case. I accepted that both and inserted it into my pouch. "Thanks," I said. When I turned my gaze back to the chin I saw that the dragsters were already lined up and one by one the racers were being introduced. Kuya's code name is 'Acer' and Gavin's is 'Black Raven'. "Gavin Wyatt Eleanor ..." I repeated the name mentioned by the announcer. The women shuddered because of the new Eleanor they saw. "What the fuck ?!" Brianna cried when she heard Gavin's name. She turned to me in shock, "That’s him, isn't he? The guy last night? Did I hear it right, Lea ?!" I widened my eyes at her so she would lower her voice.

His brother loaned him the car for the weekend — no questions asked. We packed light. A change of clothes. A toothbrush. Snacks. Nothing more. “I can’t believe this is happening,” I said as we turned off the main road and onto a narrow gravel driveway. “You scared?” Blue asked. I looked at him. He was wearing his navy hoodie — the one that made his eyes look electric — and his hair was a little messy from the wind. “A little,” I admitted. “Me too.” --- The cabin was small but warm. One bedroom. A couch. A tiny kitchen with mismatched mugs. And windows everywhere — like it was daring the world to find us.

Adir place the hair on Castus palm " You're my friend and that's hard to be" "You're saying all of this because you don't know what happened,the Dotedrins killed a lot of witches back then,they thought they'd the supreme power over everything"Castus exhale tired of repeating himself"The hair is blue" "Blue?are you sure it's blue?" " Yes, it's color..."Castus pause. "Your dream" "The girl hair is also blue now don't tell me this is a coincidence" " It is but you didn't even see the girl face because it's blurry"Castus utter " I know it's rare for someone to have a natural blue hair but..."

Her small face was pale, lips trembling as she whispered, “Blue said you’d come.” The nanny gasped. “Miss Savannah, who is Blue?” Savannah pressed her lips to Eva’s damp hair. “No one.” Behind her, the wall was painted with red letters. SHE STILL LIVES WITHIN Her blood chilled. The blood code wasn’t just registry anymore. It was manifesto. ***