Romans & histoires Is It Possible To Be Born With Blue Hair

I ask her" Any questions bestie?" " Is that her real hair color? ," I furrow my brows and turn back to look where Lexi is pointing out. " That blue tight skirt," she emphasizes. "oh, that purple head. Nah, that is not her real hair color. It is an artificial color, you can do it at home on your own. very easily available in markets nearby," I say with a soft smile. Lexi notices very small details very quickly. There is this feeling satisfaction of in seeing Lexi getting curious about things around her.

Members of his court strained their necks to look at the strange sight. "Why is her hair the color the ripe corns in the field," one chief wondered aloud. "And what happened to the color of her skin. She was born without color, what does this mean?" "What is the reason for the red of her eyes and hair?"

Still, his sharp eyes couldn’t hide his questions. I exhaled and turned back to her hair, twisting the towel firmly. “Zephyr...” I said suddenly, voice low, almost contemplative. “Tell me something. Is it possible…for someone to have two colors of hair? Not dyed, not artificial. Naturally?” I ask even when my mind is saying it's dyed. Zephyr hesitated. “Two colors? I’ve never seen such. A wolf’s features are constant, Alpha. Roots don’t lie.”

It was because it had been a part of me. This makes me come down to the realization that everything we humans end up liking in our lifetime —whatever it may be— be it a favorite color, favorite meal, or a fevorite song, there is always a history that connects us to that particular thing; a history unknown to us. Sin's voice pulls me out of my train of thoughts. "But of course, it was a natural hair color. No one in the Kingdom could explain why she had blue hair. It was just something she always had, it made her unique and she loved it."

This child always came to him after class was over to consult him on issues that were a little too complex for his mates to understand. He was very impressed with the child and looked forward to his future prospects. It was the other kid that he had a problem with- the blond haired child with blue eyes. This boy stood out due to the color of his hair. In the Western Empire, the kingdom of Neces to be specific, the most common hair color was brown. Golden hair like the boy's was hardly seen.

"Exactly. So I might as well just ask." I roll my eyes again then move to the couch. He follows me after grabbing the glass. "I've already chosen my donor. Besides, I want green eyes. If I take your sperm, there's a possibility the baby's gonna have blue eyes. Blue plus green-blue equals two blues and one green. Two blues win. So nope." I purposely pop that P. "Princess Pao has my hair and eyes." "That's your testimony? Well, what's her biological mom's hair and eye color? Not that I'm considering your request but just asking for a friend."

She says, and I grin, taking all of them in. Blu has sky blue hair, with an eyes that match, I think secretly, she likes her hair, and the colour blue, she'll never admit it though. She has a rascal kind of dress sense, more of street style, a dressing that says I don't care, but looks so beautiful and the amount of time she put into deciding shows she cares.

His question shocks me out of whatever hazy state of mind I had sunk into. "I dyed my hair blue on accident." Is the first thing that pops into my head. He chuckles and smooths my hair back away from my face a bit, tucking it behind my ear before planting a soft kiss on my lips. "How did you manage that one?" He asks, his thumbs tracing lazy circles beneith my breast, following the scar there absently. "I meant to dye my hair. Don't get me wrong." I giggle at the memory. "My sister picked out the color, we thought it was a blue-black. Like looks black but has a blue tint in the sun. Little did we know, It was actually blue."

Once, he even said that I was not his son. There were also talks that my mother had an affair with another man, a rogue alpha, and that I got this blonde hair and blue eyes from that alpha. But I don’t really believe this. How could that be possible? Still, when I look at all the facts, my father doesn’t have blonde hair or blue eyes. The same goes for my mother. Then where did I get this blonde hair and blue eyes from? Whenever I thought about this before, I brushed it off, believing that my biological father was the man I had been with since childhood. So I never took this seriously.

“The punishment is to be locked in the dungeon for three days.” Mildred blinked. “That’s insane.” “I know right?” She sighed. “I’m the daughter of the blue moon pack’s alpha, maybe that's why he thinks that I’m special,” she said. “That's what explains your blue hair?” Alex said. “Yes. all my ancestors had blue hair.” “They were called the Azure moon pack back then.” He spoke. Her eyes widened “You know my ancestors?” “Yeah, I do,” he said quietly. “I had a best friend from the pack.”