Novel & Cerita Werewolves With Blue Eyes

Valencia’s head collided with a sharp edge of a table and she fell unconscious. Meanwhile, the man who had turned into a werewolf was growling at him. However, something about him was unreal. He didn't have the usual brown, grey, or golden fur that he had seen the day before when they had fought the hycwens. It was blue a stark blue that was hard to miss. Since when do werewolves have blue fur? The blue fur was hard to miss and the werewolves' eyes twinkled with an unknown rage. Even Valencia’s eyes went wide on seeing the blue fur as she was slowly stirred, getting up.

A color he had never before seen on any supernatural creature, let alone a werewolf, including his Alpha, her father who, like his father, had, had red eyes. And although he’d seen it when she had first turned, he’d half expected her eyes to be the same shade of amber as his own, as they had been before her change, when the wolf was still sealed away. The raw power behind this electric blue gaze had him pinned to his spot at the halfway point between the treeline and the wolf before him.

I wrinkled my forehead, stunned. “A werewolf's eyes change shades when you take an honest life,” he introduces, as if it's a mantra, then, at that moment, he turns to me and his eyes glow a bright icy yellow. Do you suppose they are blue? It was justifiably so. For you and me, he calmly affirms. "Or on the other hand, maybe you don't regret how you treated him," object without hesitation. One cannot say that one life is less honest than another. Imagine a scenario where they turn blue as you feel regretful.

She stares at me curiously before looking away when the other girl grabs her attention. I watched her, completely forgetting about this annoying woman with her high-pitched voice talking to my Beta about g*d knows what. Something about this girl piqued my interest; I just couldn't put my finger on it, something stirring within me and awakening urges hadn't felt before. Both girls hesitantly walked past us, and before I could stop myself, I grabbed the girl's arm looking down at her. Her heartbeat frantically, her eyes wide and her fear so strong I could almost taste it. “Rogue,” I stated, looking her up and down before my eyes fell on her sapphire blue ones, such an odd blue, I thought to my

He’s too funny. “So, tell me, my dear brother... what is the name of your wolf?” My brother’s face changed a bit—he looked more serious. His eyes turned a pale, glowing blue instead of their usual all black eyes wolfs get. It’s said that wolves with different eye colors, especially something other than black, are stronger. Notably, Alphas usually had them. But here’s my bro—Beta and his blue eyes glory. “My name is Aros. It will be an honor to be the protector of the Touched One.”

She was a scary lady but I can tell that she was going her best, her son was now Alpha due to her husbands passing. “May I just ask, as you know this was pack of wolves, are you a wolf? Or have any wolf heritage, your eye colour is unique and doesn’t usually occur in wolves.” This took me off guard, due to not knowing my father I was unsure what eye colour is common in wolves. I took a moment to think about the wolves I’ve met, realising that most of them have brown eyes with the occasional wolf having a shade of green but no blue.

he growled into my face, making me jump back. There is not enough space in front of me to sign; he has crowded me. His scent, woodsy and pure manly essence, has been made somewhere in my belly pool with liquid. I opened and closed my mouth like a gaping fish, hoping he’d understand. He doesn’t. His eyes kept blazing to a lighter shade of blue, almost silver, that scared the shit out of me. I know werewolves have two eye colors, but I have never seen it change up close. Not my mother’s, stepfather’s, or half-siblings’. This shit is scary.

she added, glancing at Jade. "Your eyes," Jade said carefully. "The color. It wasn't blue." I frowned. "What are you talking about?" "Your eyes, Nyra," Jade said. "They were silver. Every werewolf in Oakland has blue eyes. It’s what defines our bloodline." "If your eyes are silver... it only means one thing," Naria finished quietly. The room fell into a heavy, crushing silence. None of us wanted to say it out loud. But the truth was there, hanging between us.

Werewolves were knows for having, Black, Brown, Red or ocean blue eyes, while Witches were known for having, Brown, Hazel and green, Fae, have Purple and black, Vampire, black, brown and red and I’m the one only to have a different color shade of eyes…yellow. “Go to bed Emery” His voice resounded in my ears. I sighed, turning around, and found my way up to my room. Today was full of drama, and I wondered what the days ahead would be like.

Amanda had had the same reaction when she first saw her. Beta Jon didn't seem to mind her eyes, once the woman was done singing Morana sat back on the sofa and turned towards Cameron. He raised an eyebrow and offered and simple smile, "Eyes are brown?" she asked and pointed at her eyes. The question didn't sound right, and she knew she had messed up but Cameron over looked it as he started to speak. "All wolves are born with blue eyes, and then they change when they gain their wolves. I've never heard of a wolf whose eyes are blue, well except one legend." He said, Morana looked at him with eager eyes and he softly smiled. But that smile didn't reach his eyes.