Werewolves With Blue Eyes Novels & Stories

It was a lot larger than the average werewolf, but the thing that I noticed the most, was that it had these piercing ice blue eyes, and they had our hunter's vortex swirling around the pupils. The wolf began to whimper, as it licked Freya's face. I cringed at the sight and held back the urge to cut its throat open. If that was any other werewolf it would have been dead within seconds of me entering the basement. But I just couldn't bring myself to kill it, how could I kill one of my oldest friends, it would feel like I was killing a brother. We needed to find a way to help him, I thought to myself.

‘That’s ok I can whip up something myself’ I said standing up ‘plus doesn’t seem weird that my boss is offering to cook me breakfast’. ‘Don’t worry about that I insist’ he said and walked into the kitchen. While he was cooking I was immersed in my thoughts. A werewolf, the man I love is a werewolf. Wait a minute love? When did it come to that? Since when did I start throwing that word around? You mustn’t let yourself fall for him no matter how extremely attractive he is, or how his lips looks so perfect especially when he smiles you wonder what it will be like placing yours atop his, and those eyes I think it’s my favorite feature, the blue color reminds me of the ocean and the green underne

"He has killed someone and he meant what he said." "That can't be true," Katherine replied instantly. "I saw his eyes, Katherine. They were blue instead of gold. The funny thing about werewolves is that you can tell if this had killed someone before or not. The eyes of the innocent ones are always gold but when they take a life their eyes turn blue," I said. "No, that can't be true," Katherine said, shaking her head in disbelief. I could smell fear engulf her. I knew that she was afraid of starting a war with her own brother.

“Pup blue eyes, sir?” “All babies, human and werewolf, are born with navy blue eyes. In humans, the eye color changes around six months but in werewolves it tends to be around four to six years old depending on the wolf’s maturity level and birth rank. Omegas tend to mature faster than alphas.” “So what does it mean when a wolf keeps the pup blue?” I can tell by the way Cole is looking at me that he’s quite interested in the answer as well. I sigh hard, not wanting to let him know how much I actually know about the level of abuse he must have suffered to be where he is now.

Ember was just staring at Liam’s soulless dark blue eyes. She had never seen him with those eyes. Werewolves often have different colors in their eyes, and that depends on the emotions they were feeling at the moment. Pitch-black eyes often appeared when they were in the pit of rage and golden yellow appears if they were happy or aroused or feeling good. But she had never heard about dark blue eyes, it was the first time she saw those. “Liam, you are hurting me!” Ember tried her best not to fight Liam. She doesn’t want to fight him for the sole reason that she was protecting the growing child in her womb.

Her eyes widened in fear as they stared at the blue eyes of the werewolves. "Blue eyes?" Thyra questioned herself and if it were possible, her already wide eyes would have fallen and rolled down the slope at the rate at which they widened more than they were before as the reason behind the blue eyes of the werewolves dawned on her. They just killed an innocent human! A werewolf's eyes would change from gold to blue after they had taken an innocent human life. They killed a human! Thyra couldn't stop another gasp that escaped her lips as the beating of her heart drummed loudly for both her and the werewolves to hear.

Our blue eyes were another unusual feature. All wolves either had green, brown, or hazel eyes. But my eyes were as bright as the sky, and often I lied about the green that wasn't there. If any of these warriors spoke of my wolf, I'm sure there would be problems. The Grand Alpha was still wanted; most wanted to kill him over his strength. I never understood the reasons.

“Though every wolf created is special in its own way, there are a few which stand out amongst the rest. These wolves are rare and are said to be gifted by the moon goddess herself. Their human vessel is just like any other though the rare wolves can be identified by both their fur and their eyes. Silver wolves each gifted with a unique ability. An ability that can be used in both human and wolf form. White wolves are said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess. Blue eyed wolves are the rarest of all. Their eyes are the mark of the next moon goddess. These wolves are incredibly strong and are givers of life. As a form of both companionship and protection they are often gifted with multi

growls one of the wolves. I have seen Cecelia's dad glimmering his eyes in front of me. As far as my brain serves me right, the color of his eyes was reddish-brown. But the six wolves who surrounded us were blue and yellow. It means that they don't have any alphas with them right now. "Better shut your mouth, Maverick. I know you have something to say. Werewolves are not friendly types of monsters. They hate loquacious ones." "Well. I have a lot of questions in mind, but, fine. I will save them later." Maverick said back.

Alexander said. "What vision?" I asked. " There will be a tragedy that will bring chaos to all of us! Thousands of lives will be lost and the person who can stop this tragedy is a werewolf." Said the alpha. " We don't know who that person is so we must prepare for the worst, the witch only told us a clue that that werewolf is one of a kind, she said that the person's wolf has two different eye colors, a shining blue and a glowing golden eyes," Alexander said and I froze.