Yellowfang X Bluestar Novels & Stories

My voice broke on the last word and tears blurred my vision. Derek sighed, his jaw tightening. “It doesn’t matter who she is or what position she holds in this pack. If she tries to hurt you, she’ll answer for it.” “She’s always been kind to me. Why would she poison me?” Derek hesitated. “There’s history between Cathy and hybrids.” I frowned. “What kind of history?” “Years ago,” he began, “there was a hybrid in the pack. She was a friend, or at least I thought she was. Cathy became close to her, too. But one day, the hybrid attacked me. She stabbed me in the stomach. I nearly died.”

His eyes were glowing in anger. "Why are you here?" He questioned but he got no response from the other person. "Leave, now is not a good time." He said through gritted teeth, but he got no response still. Xander was on the verge of losing it. He took big strides to where the person was standing. His blue eyes have turned yellow, an indication that Bardulf is in control.

"Yes, Head Elder!" The Blanc clan members called out in response to the order, surrounding Yarl once again. Yarl was anxious and furious. He had only been the head of the clan for a day and had gotten so close to incorporating the fiend soul into his own. Who would have thought that those four idiots would expose him? Thump! Yarl exploded his internal energy as he sent the Blanc clan members in front of him stumbling backward. Then, he turned around and jumped into the sea.

“I’m not blind. Golds, reds, and blues are female. Silvers, bronzes, and greens are male. Silvers only mate with queens, so I’m guessing these two have mated with Ylys.” “Actually, Yttyc is Ylys’ child, so no, he hasn’t mated with her,” I say distractedly. She stops, turning to look at Yttyc. He moves his head and I know he’s talking to her. “I’m so sorry,” she says softly. I take the egg and watch as she turns to Yttyc. He lowers his head to her and allows her to run her hand over his face. “That must be terrible for you.” ‘What are they saying?’ I ask Bynjym, aggravated that I’m being left out of the conversation.