The Blue Wolf Arabella Novels & Stories

Jasmine said. “The Alpha will know, and he will give me the ultimate punishment. I have to do it myself Jasmine,” Ariana paused. “I'll have to do it or he will take my son forever.” ***** BRAD This cannot be a coincidence, Arabella had never been to the Library lately, if she had, there's little chance she had chosen the book about the Monogroth. The painting staring back at me is more picturesque than the one in that book, almost as if it needs a breath to come to life.

Seeing this, my blood boils and my wolf takes over before she manages to rip her throat out. Instead, my wolf lunges forward in record speed and rips her head off before she can even realize what has just happened. Bright red blood sprays all over the top of the car and on Arabella. Seeing this she screams a blood curdling scream. She must see the wolf in my eyes, because she stares at me now so scared, that I am sure she will never be able to trust me again.

I could feel like something was happening to me. Thor POV I was really surprised Jeffrey Rivero was making us go to a private school. Hopefully, not one that was separate genders. The next thing I knew was that Arabella was pissed. She stood up; I could tell her wolf was coming out. Her eyes were pitch black, she ran outside. I really hoped she was going to be okay. “Arabella get back into this house!” Jeffrey yelled. “You don’t want her in this house when she changes.” I told him.

Arabella Pov I woke up, looking at a beautiful night sky with twinkling stars. Did someone take me outside? I sit up and find I'm dressed in a light blue satin dress that hugs my body and matches my eyes. I'm an infield of nothing, my flowers scattered around. There is a beautiful full moon that shines bright. I turned around and saw a forest. Howls are coming from it. Out of the forest, two wolves appear, and they run towards me. One wolf is pure white and stands almost 10 feet tall. Her body is massive, but she treads so lightly. The wolf beside her is smaller, most likely around 7 feet tall, but still tall for a normal wolf. Her coat is such a beautiful silver. As they drew closer, I saw

Alpha Lorenzo said, before closing the mind-link. Glowing eyes? Thought Jake. What the hell is going on? He’d never seen a white wolf before. Were their eyes supposed to glow? Maeve lunged and swiped her claw across Arabella’s shoulder, leaving deep red stripes that began oozing blood immediately. Arabella roared in pain and ran headfirst into Maeve’s chest, rolling over her as she tumbled backward. “I think this has gone far enough now, Maeve,” Arla warned.

Red let out. Blaze rolled his eyes. Of course, his wolf was cruel, and only when it came to Arabella, he only softened. His mind returned to Arabella again, and he prayed for her safety.

“I have a friend of mine which I can't seem to understand. She works for my dear cousin, who so happens to be late as always. Literally, a few days into her work she feels the need to begin a romantic, wait, sexual relationship with her boss! Personally, I would call her a slut but what do you guys think?” The crowd is silent and I get up from my seat, ready to speak some sense into my idiot of a cousin. The curtains open to reveal an anxious Arabella. I'd be a liar if I said I didn't want to fuck her right now. She looks so incredible. I bit my lips as I admire the skin-tight pink lingerie she was wearing in front of everyone. “Here, this is Arabella. Thoughts on her as she models one of my

“My beloved.” Cold washes over me as Nyxara steps from the shadows like a nightmare taking shape. She looks divine, terrible, and furious all rolled into one. Her gown looks like it was woven from the night sky, and her eyes burn the same violet shade as my wolf’s, except twisted into something cruel. “Get away from him,” I snarl, pulling Kael against my chest. Nyxara smiles. It’s the kind of smile wolves make before biting. “Oh, little wolf,” she purrs. “You think you can keep what belongs to me?”

“I heard Selena’s name.” Tessa squeezes my hand. “Don’t listen.” Briar murmurs, “Let them talk. Talk is how truth leaks.” We get to our room and shut the door. For a long moment, none of us speaks. Then Tessa bursts, voice shaking. “Abby, that was, terrifying. If you hadn’t smelled it.” “I did smell it,” I say quietly. My hand drifts to my sternum again. My wolf is there, still not speaking, still not fully awake, but unmistakably present.

Rhea ignored the comment and turned around, studying Arabella carefully now. Her expression softened slightly. “You’re nervous,” she said. Arabella blinked. “What?” “You’re nervous.” “I’m not nervous.” Rhea folded her arms. “You are.” Arabella sat up slightly. “I’m not.” Rhea’s eyes finally sparkled with that familiar mischievous glint as she finally reached for something different from the pile. “Ah-ha,” she announced, holding up a pale blue dress that shimmered slightly in the sunlight streaming through the window. “Now this is the one.”