The Blue Wolf Arabella 소설 & 이야기

“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.”

His body was tense, his fingers curled into fists. “Get out,” he growled. My stepmother merely smiled. “Or what, Alpha? You think you can protect her from me?” Lucien bared his teeth. “Try me.” She laughed softly, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “Oh, Lucien. Always so eager to play the hero.” Her gaze slid back to me, sharp and knowing. “Tell me, child, do you truly believe you can change him? That you can tame the wolf?”

"For how long? Almost six years? We'll talk about that later" Her gaze then drifted toward me, there was a flicker of confusion. Her brows lifted, just slightly, when Adrian's hand settled at the small of my back. "Grandma said you were coming home with a surprise. It’s been years, I was dying to know what it could be, so I dropped by." Gabby said, cocking her head. "Um... Mind introducing?" My throat ran dry. "Gabby," Adrian said, "This is Arabella. My wife."

And the color of my skin never hides when I blush so it's always hard. "What's your name?" Now he stood right beside me leaning on the basin and looking down at me. Okay, how the hell was he this tall? I looked like a minor in front of him. This was so unfair. And not to forget his deep baritone voice. It was so smooth just like butter. Ew Arabella really? "Arabella" I replied. He hummed before folding his hands and damn I almost swooned. I accidentally glanced at the tattoo on the back of his left shoulder. It had wings and it between were two initials.

He hugged her tightly in greeting and then held her chair as she sat. Guillame watched as his granddaughters entered the room, one at a time. He saw Karen breeze in, a newly turned wolf with auburn hair. He'd never seen a wolf quite that color. She looked a little timid and seemed to almost run to her mate. Guillame smiled as she leaned into him for safety. When Sarah arrived he saw her longing gaze for her new mate. He could tell her wolf had just recently come out. He chuckled to himself at her mate's protectiveness from him of all people.

She yelled at the pain of hearing and feeling her bones break and restructure into the werewolf which she had hidden deep within her. Her skin was thick and wild too, and the moment she lifted her head, her eyes had changed, and her muzzle was large, growling aloud at the Phantom before she rushed after it. She moved at a fast pace, striking the Phantom hard around its jaw and its abdomen, throwing it off the ground with all her strength towards a tree. She growled again in the dead of the night, showing off her feats towards the phantom who had cut it short by getting off its feet and jumping on her.

She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack. He roared with bloodshot eyes as she laughed at him. Jackson had run Into a corner as the wolf in front of him was bigger and looked stronger than his. Their colleague was frightened to death and was about to dial the police through the phone on the counter. Lucia gave Jackson a sign and he immediately hit a large frying pan on the girl's head. She fell to the floor. The wolf roared again while he gathered his strength. Without warning, he launched at Lucia, biting hard on her shoulder.

"You know, this whole collaboration stuff is not entirely a bad idea to me. We get to make new friends and know what it feels like to get mated to different species" "Be quiet, Arabella!" Eve scolded. "You better get rid of those dirty stuff in your head because you can never have a thing with Kona. You are a wolf and I believe someday, you shall find your mate". "Exactly, mother! What if he is my mate?!" Arabella turned away from the mirror. "I will be twenty in a month time, yet I still haven't found my mate. What if... he's right here?" "I said QUIET!" Eve snapped, sealing Arabella's lips. "I am trying to free your brother. Don't ever think of tangling yourself as well".