Alpha Wolf Looking In Mirror Mga Nobela at Kwento

The wolf complained as he rushed to Angus and suddenly closed his eyes. Without wasting time, Angus, having discovered the wolf's tactics, kicked him out of his way. The wolf was trying to evoke powers into his body, heal his wound, and strike Angus till he was defeated. I could remember how that wicked Alpha always gesticulated whenever he was trampling his prey underfoot to feed on them. He would look up and close his two eyes. It gave me a glimpse into the past, so I turned my face back, and my neck made a slight but audibly sound.

Wait a minute, these were not nails, but claws. I was...transforming. The pain continued, and I gripped my head swearing at it to stop. After what seemed like forever, it was over. I opened my eyes, and was face to face with a mirror. In the mirror, there was a large, white wolf with golden streaks on its fur. I held my breath, this should be the most majestic wolf I had seen in a long time. The wolf seemed calm , and I raised my hands to touch its reflection in the mirror. Surprisingly it raised it right, hind leg too.

It’s cracked in places, but my reflection stares back at me. Only, it’s not me. A silver wolf stands there, sleek and powerful, eyes glowing emerald and like diamonds, shifting and sparkling in a way that pulls me in deeper than I want. I lift one paw to the glass—and at the exact same moment, the wolf lifts its paw too. The claws scrape softly against the cracked mirror. I’m frozen, unable to look away. This wolf—this thing—feels like a part of me. Or maybe it’s the other way around.

"Get lost!" Carlson waved his hand at the wolf in anger, throwing him out at least ten feet away, his eyes red and bloodshot. He refused to let anyone suggest that I was dead. Just as he was on the brink of despair, another warrior rushed in anxiously and reported loudly, "Alpha, we've got news! Our scouts spotted a white wolf with one blue eye and one silver eye in the Northwind market, and her build looks exactly like Ms. Radolf!" A white wolf with different colored eyes?

Especially seeing that Karim was there watching her. She looked away and focused on the newbies. Each one transformed perfectly and Sera imagined the shame that it would be just her to fail. With no options, she stepped forward. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Sera called for her wolf. He asked her to come to her if she was still there. And something surprising happened. She appeared. A light brown wolf with white spots and intense yellow eyes. Sera knelt before that vision, but the wolf seemed hurt. She walked slowly to the young woman, but when Sera touched her, an expression of pain came to her face.

Damien's POV As I approached my car, my eyes fell upon the reflection in the window – a magnificent creature that I knew was now a part of me. A black wolf stood before me, sleek and powerful, its fur glistening under the moonlight. Two distinct white spots adorned each side of its abdomen, like silent companions in the darkness. A single grey patch on its forehead added an air of mystery to its already enchanting presence. I couldn't help but admire the wolf before me. Its form exuded strength, grace, and an untamed beauty that resonated deep within me. The wolf's eyes, a brilliant shade of amber, held a certain wisdom and understanding, as if it had been waiting for me all along.

"Save your Beta." The Alpha nodded, but as he turned to depart, he tilted his head back and howled to alert his pack that it was under attack. In a matter of seconds, various tones of howling reverberated through the air and shook her to her core. He turned away and ran in the same direction as his Beta and the intruder while shifting into his wolf. Mira gasped as she watched the Alpha shift. He had to be the biggest wolf she had ever seen and his fur coat... It wasn't plain black like his Beta. He had a silver patch over his left eye and the tip of his tail was silver also.

ISABEL My eyes open when a thick voice cuts through the tension in the room from behind the mob and everyone looks back, moving aside for the owner of the voice to come forward. “Allan found a northern wolf in the woods,” the blonde-haired wolf says, rising to her feet. “A what?” The werewolf with a thick thick voice towers over me and, with strange courage, I look up to his face and realize that he is Nate. “Fuck,” he mutters as our eyes meet.

My silver-grey hair fell down my back in loose waves, soft and luminous against the bold color. I stepped closer to the mirror. And then… The reflection shifted. My breath caught. The woman vanished. In her place stood a silver-white wolf. Magnificent. Her fur gleamed like moonlight on snow. Her eyes were the same shade as mine but brighter and wider I stumbled back. “Ava?” The wolf tilted her head playfully. “Yes, Naya,” her voice echoed gently in my mind. “You can see me any time wish by just looking into the mirror and calling for me.”

“For your first run.” I lowered my head and growled, nipping at his flank in response. “You weren’t exactly outpacing me, Alpha.” His deep, rumbling laugh echoed through our link as he leaned down and nudged my shoulder with his muzzle. “Cheeky little mouse.” I padded closer to the water, my reflection staring back at me. The wolf in the mirror was both strange and familiar—sleek and powerful, with piercing golden eyes that seemed to glow brighter in the moonlight. Kael came to stand beside me, his imposing form a stark contrast to my smaller frame.