Alpha Wolf Looking In Mirror Mga Nobela at Kwento

I barked at him. “Use the mindlink,” Kieran said to me. ‘Do I look scary?’ I asked through the mindlink. They shook their heads. “No, you look…” “Out of this world.” “You are magnificent.” “I have never seen a white wolf before.” “You are beautiful.” I barked at them. Lina quickly stood up, ran upstairs, and came back down in a rush with a mirror. She held up the mirror. I stared back at the familiar white wolf, but there was a little difference. There was a huge crescent moon on my wolf’s forehead, and my fur was glowing.

Fabric rustled, and then the door cracked open. "Alpha?" Milo cinched a robe tighter, dipping his head. "What do you need?" The formal bow grated. "Since when do you bow like that? Stand up." Milo straightened, eyes widening. "Your eyes, man—they're glowing." Zion caught his reflection in the hallway mirror and cursed under his breath. The wolf stared back, amber and feral. He paced Milo's room until the beast retreated enough for his own eyes to return. "Better?" he asked.

I jumped off him, shaking out my fur as I padded to the lake’s edge. The water mirrored back a sight that made me pause. A large white wolf stared at me with piercing amber eyes that seemed to burn with a quiet intensity. My reflection shimmered in the ripples, and I noticed something etched into the fur on my shoulder—a faint, almost otherworldly marking. Its shape was indistinct, like a symbol on the verge of revealing its meaning.

I muttered to myself and smiled. I got into my room and opened the door to the only place I was able to find comfort in now. I took off my coat and banged it before rushing to front of the mirror while smiling widely. I decided it was time to take a shower and began to take off all the jewelries I had worn today and just as I was about to leave I a heard my name and paused. What was going on again? I slowly turned around and was shocked to my guts to see a wolf in the mirror and she had my eyes.

That alone was what made me have second thoughts. I took cautious steps towards the Alpha Wolf while its eyes pinned me like a specimen. There was something about his look that unnerved me. It was as if he was seeing through me—seeing through my pretend façade that everything was going well with me. "Hi.” I squeaked, still making my way towards him. “I'm an Omega, and I can tell you are bleeding awfully. I can smell your blood, and I know you are having a hard time breathing. It's okay if you can't talk; you can nod or shake your head when I ask questions.” I lowered my gaze, and my eyes focused on the deep gash on his black hide, a little below his neck.

I feel hollow. “Damn it!” I snarled, planting my fist in the center of the huge mirror, making it shatter. The cuts on my fist from the broken glass began to bleed, which pissed me off further, since they weren’t even starting to show signs of healing. The pain and the blood were a bigger reminder that my wolf wasn’t here with me. “Alpha?” A young omega girl walked in, her head bowed but her eyes roaming around the floor, studying all the glass shards she would be responsible for cleaning up. “Forgive me. I thought you would be in the basement as you usually are.”

And somewhere in the empty depths where my wolf ought to have been, a sudden, primeval throb like a war drum. Kaelen gave a start, and his arrogant face flushed. I traced his eyes, beyond his legs, to the big, old mirror which leaned against the wall far away. It was a dark room, however, and the moonlight shining through the crack in the curtains struck the glass perfectly. I saw myself on my knees. I beheld the Three Alphas hovering over me. But my reflection was not the brown of man. They shone like unnatural, blinding silver. The distinctive, famous brand of pureblood Luna.

I had seen it clearly, heard its voice clearly as if it had been beside me. Slowly, I approached the mirror, scared at what I might find — or what I wouldn't. But it was there, the other version of me, staring back. It was my very own wolf. White fur, burning red eyes. In awe, I stretched my hand out to the mirror as if I could make a physical contact with it.

“ Then I have one more reason to pass this test.” I stepped away from the Alpha and looked in the mirror. It was hard not to recognize how majestic my wolf form was. My fur was graceful and silky, a shade as white as snow. My eyes, uncommon and captivating, revealed my emotions. The left one displayed an intense shade of green, while the right one resembled the color of the sky on a summer day. Outwardly, I appeared confident and empowered, although on the inside, confidence was something I needed to work on. “Trust your she-wolf,” the Alpha reminded me, watching me through the mirror.

“Come over to the mirror.” Cautiously I came to the wide mirror above the sink, and my eyes blinked astoundingly at the image I saw in the mirror. “It’s you,” I pointed at the wolf incredibly. “You weren’t just a figment of my imagination?” The pretty wolf smiled, her full canine on display. “Of course not, I’m real.”