Novel & Cerita Sapphire Wolf

As I scanned the audience, my gaze locked onto Damien, igniting a surge of anger and irritation within me. Of course, the bastard chose the front seat. The meeting started. Then it was time to raise questions. A man who I acknowledged as the owner of an art collections platform raised his hands from the back seat. “You may speak,” I permitted him. “The Sacred Wolf is a symbol of peace for the werewolves. Why dispute over it when we have a greater evil ahead of us?” “She is valuable to any pack and can be used for the pack’s advantage. As long as she is rebirthed to their sanctuary, she will belong to that pack permanently,” I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me.

Sending it, I waited for a few minutes to see if he would respond, but he didn't so I set my phone back on the table and rolled over. As I fell asleep, I saw a huge, beautiful wolf trot up to me, and I smiled when it started to talk. “Hello, Sylvia! I'm Opal and your wolf,” she said. “May I pet you?” I asked her. She lowered her head as I raised my hand to her massive head and ran my fingers through her fur between her ears. Giggling, I gushed at her and cooed,” This is so cool. Your fur is so soft!”

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Sapphire was stood in the middle of the fog her chocolate brown hair billowing around her, her eyes were a bright purple, dark lines trailed across her olive skin. There were many gasps from the wolves including the ones that had put her in the dungeon, yet we all knew how she escaped, Sapphire was a witch and my dungeons were not strong enough to contain witches. How could I not know after all these years, she was TJ’s best friend?! Dropping down from the platform, I snarled at her “Stay where you are WITCH” I spat out the word witch, they were traitors and a threat to our kind. Sapphire let out a small laugh “You really think you can stop me wolfie, you’ve known me for five years and yet y

With the information that Sapphire had gathered on the Dark Wolves, they aimed to find her clothing that would help her blend in. The outfits were primarily black and more modest than what the Bloody Sapphire preferred. While the Bloody Sapphire insisted she showcase her legs, regardless of the weather, the Dark Wolves prioritized practicality. Her wardrobe now consisted mostly of black jeans or pants, turtlenecks, and thermals, complemented by a long, dark grey wool coat. There was nothing vibrant to draw attention.

“My name is Menah, what is yours?” “Sa-sapphire.” I tried smiling, holding the cloth to my chest. “My name is Sapphire.” “What? Like the stone?” Menah quirked a brow. “Yes.” I nodded. “It was my father who named me.” “Very unique.” She smiled. “Never heard a wolf bearing the name of a stone, You are a werewolf right?” she stared at me from the side playfully. “Well, of course you are- a human wouldn’t survive a single day in this-"

No one had acted like this when they saw me. I didn’t even know how to return her gesture. It was good that Dario had spoken unless I would have just stood there staring at her. “This is Sapphire. She’s a healer.” Dario informed me. “She wants to know what happened to your wolf.” I was a bit worried; I didn’t know this sapphire woman well enough, although she seemed nice and respectful. What if she does something to my wolf? I turned to look at Dario with an uneasy look on my face. Dario offered me an assuring look. Through his sparking eyes, I could see that he trusted this woman. That means I had to trust her too.

I guess Saskia also thought the same because she took a step forward. That was when I heard the low growl from behind. I wasn't prepared for the huge identical four black wolves. The only difference was their eye colors. I couldn't differentiate who was who but my attention was focused on the one who was staring at us coolly with his blazing yellow eyes. Saskia turned meek instantly under his gaze and laid on her belly. _______ Rafael Is there another word I can use to qualify Sapphira besides 'beautiful'? Her wolf was simply gorgeous and one of a kind. I have definitely never seen a white wolf with a streak of red fur before.

5 seconds. Touching my bottom lip with the tip of my tongue, and squinting to show her how serious I am, I ask, "Do you want to have this baby?" "I don't know either…Bruce is a male horn wolf, he keeps several women for pleasure and I know I'm a side piece. I don't think I'd want to settle down with that kind of person. He wouldn't want to be with me either. We're both untamed but differently," Sapphire's shoulders sag in worry.

“Rafael was on top of me. I couldn’t fight him. My wolf had been silent for days, and then suddenly she was THERE, louder than she’d ever been. She said trust me. She said scream. So I opened my mouth, and what came out wasn’t my voice. It was something older and bigger, and it came from a place in me I didn’t know existed. It hit everyone in the room, like some form of wave. Rafael flew off my body. The guards dropped. And then they just… turned. On each other. Like whatever I’d released had scrambled something fundamental in them. Their training, their loyalty, their ability to tell friend from enemy — all of it was gone. They started firing at each other, fighting each other, and I ran.”