The Blue Wolf : It Takes Two Novels & Stories

"Yes. Another mate. The first one, actually. He was the one who kidnapped me and took me to that place." A mask swept across his face again. Hard as granite. "And is it common for wolves to have more than one mate?" He asked, a stone-cold tone sending shivers down my spine. The director was back. I blinked and shook my head. "No. Although, it has happened a whole lot lately. I mean, Nerezza has six mates. Farren has four. As you know, Alvara also has four. Teagan has three. We never really thought much of it," I shrugged. "When I found Siya, I thought he would be the only one, you know? It would have made sense. Then you showed up..." I trailed off, keeping my face as neutral as possible.

His eyes met mine one last time before he took a deep breath and shifted. His bones cracked and within seconds, his wolf form stood in front of me. It was sleek, dark gray, and looked strong but it was smaller than Kaden’s massive brown wolf. Kaden’s wolf let out a deep growl, showing his sharp teeth before lunging again. Kellan’s wolf tried to dodge, but Kaden tackled him hard to the ground. They rolled over each other, teeth snapping, claws ripping into flesh. Kellan’s wolf managed to bite down on Kaden’s shoulder, but Kaden shook him off like he weighed nothing.

Now he turned to the second man standing not far from Blair. Blair shivered with fear as she saw the wolf's eyes, which were dark blue and cold. The killer's eye belongs to the wolf. Strong jaws, sharp teeth, and dripping with sear blood. He growled as he walked closer to Blair and the man beside her. The wolf briefly glanced at Blair and then at the man. Just as the second man tried to escape, the wolf had already jumped at him. Blair screeched in terror. She actually shivered and started crawling from there. "After this, maybe I will be eaten by that mad wolf. I don't want to die at his hands. I have to run from here."

I affirmed like a lovestruck lady. "Do you trust me?" "No." I smiled, he chuckled. His hold on me tightened and then his eyes flashed a brief shade of blue. My smile deepened. His Wolf eye color was different compared to other werewolves that were golden brown. He was unique just like mine. I wondered why they were blue though but before I could ponder further, golden butterflies surrounded us. And then we gradually ascended into the sky. In a strange way, it felt like my heels were still against the ground but in reality, we were already amidst the clouds.

Amid chaos and turmoil, the golden bright light dissipated, revealing the majestic figure of Skylark Bluedawn in her wolf form. She was a beautiful white wolf with a striking gold stripe adorning her forehead. Growling fiercely, she stared down Wolf Arthur, challenging him with every fiber of her being. Meanwhile, Wolf Payne struggled to get up, whimpering as he yearned to protect his beloved mate.

“Just Reid everywhere. Reid with a fucking trophy, Reid with a wolf, Reid shirtless with blood down his chest. It’s like living inside the mind of an obsessed narcissist.” “Tell me about it,” heterochrome mutters. “He has an oil painting of himself in every room..” “Oh my God,” I mutter. Blue-eyes steps closer, squinting at me, eyes narrowing like she’s trying to see past my skin. “You’re not human.” “Nope.” “But you’re not a wolf either,” her twin says, sniffing me once. “You don’t smell like it. Not all the way.” I shift on my feet, feeling uneasy under their scrutinizing eyes. “Do you guys always start conversations by throwing knives and sniffing strangers?”

“Then you carry their weight until the end. That’s the price.” For a heartbeat, the world narrowed to just us. My pulse pounded, fury tangled with something I didn’t want to name. Then a scream shattered the moment. “Help!” We spun. One of Roman’s wolves stumbled from the treeline, dragging another behind him. The second was convulsing, limbs jerking violently, veins glowing faintly blue under his skin. My blood ran cold. Roman surged forward, dropping to his knees beside them. “Hold him down!” His men obeyed, pinning the thrashing wolf. Foam bubbled from the man’s lips, his body arching in pain. I caught a flash of his eyes — bright, unnatural blue.

Kimora just watched, her smile growing wider. The wolf stepped closer to me, its teeth bared. I could feel its hot breath on my skin, and I knew that it was only a matter of time before it attacked. But then, from out of nowhere, another wolf appeared. This one was different, its eyes not glowing red but instead a pure, icy blue. It growled at the other wolf, and the two began to circle each other. Kimora took a step back, her face pale with fear. She knew that she was not in control anymore.

Everyone was gasping at what he was doing. Ethan is a well fitted guy and I know females will almost be drooling if they are not swooning at his bare chest. Everyone's attention was on him thinking of what he wanted to do. All the unmated females didn't even care about what was happening anymore. As his upper body was bare, we could all vividly see the she-wolf on his right arm. The wolf was quite huge and blue. Everyone gasps at the sight of the blue wolf. The only person who I know has a blue wolf in this pack is just one person. In the person of the woman who was seated in the middle and tagged a witch.

He would never be able to catch me unless I let him. Leo is our future Alpha and son to Alpha Blue. Yes, his father’s name is Blue, like Blue's Clues, and he even looked a bit like the dog from that TV show. Blue is like me, a wolf with rare fur. His fur somehow came out as a light-blue tinge with a dark-blue patch on his left eye. It is a sight to be seen in the pack. What is even rarer was having two wolves with rare fur in the same pack. Normally, a pack has only one wolf shift with rare fur. It always signifies that the Moon Goddess blessed them for a greater destiny—one that always brings the best out into the world of werewolves. Blue’s destiny was saving the werewolf king many years a