Anmut Eines Wolfes Novels & Stories

“Where’d you learn that?” “High school,” Jake said, slamming it into gear. “Long story.” Tyres shrieked on torn asphalt. The W.R.X. launched. Wolves pounded after them, then one by one peeled off, howls echoing under concrete. At the head of the pack, a scarred she-wolf—taller, broader—snarled, snapping at a male that edged too close. They didn’t follow. They watched. They always watched. Jake tore a glance in the mirror. Nothing but yellow eyes and patient rage.

I had to let her do her thing. “ Hey, little guy. Do you remember me?” Lexi asked. The wolf kept his eyes on Lexi but slowly moved forward. “ That’s right. I’m not going to hurt you.” Lexi told the wolf as she sat on the ground in front of the cage. Too close for my liking. The wolf could still reach through and swipe at Lexi. But I felt no aggression from it. Lexi’s glow turned light blue and I watched as she pushed it to the wolf and around him. I could feel it. Lexi was trying to comfort the wolf. “ We only want to help you.” Lexi said her eyes brightened as she looked into the wolf's eyes.

Then she felt his hand on her chin, tilting it upwards so she could lock eyes with him. "Why?" He asked, emotions oozing off his face, taking her by surprise because he looked way different from the expressionless Turstin face. "Why does my wolf act like this?" Amelia gulped as she didn’t have any answer to his question. She was not being able to breathe as she stared into his dilated Hazel eyes. About his wolf, she didn't know what he was talking about.

In my mind’s eye, I see Amber—a majestic, silver-furred wolf with piercing golden eyes—standing proudly, gazing back at me with affection and strength. “I have a wolf,” I whisper in awe. “I have a wolf.” “Yes, Jane. Together, we’ll be unstoppable,” Amber replies with a chuckle. I smile, feeling a newfound sense of strength and determination coursing through me. With Amber by my side, I’m no longer a wuss.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

I went to the counter and said, "Can someone help me? Please? I heard a male voice behind me. - he said with a blank stare, not looking directly at me, but his voice sounded like the greatest contempt. - Pardon me? - I said looking directly at him, just in time not to continue the discussion because the attendant finally appeared. - May I help you? - she said innocently. As I started to speak to ask for the napkin he interrupted me - A number five burger and fries and a soda please, for the trip. He looked me in the eye and said, "I was here first! - Simply the most impolite human being I had ever met. - How rude! If you're having a bad day you should have stayed at your damn house! - I answ

And then, the images faded, and she found herself back in the forest. As Amira stood there, stunned by what had just happened, she felt a presence behind her. She turned, and saw the white wolf standing there, staring at her. It didn't move or make a sound, it just stood there, looking at her with what seemed like understanding. She reached out a hand, and the wolf came forward, allowing her to pet it. She felt a deep connection to the wolf, and she knew that it was something more than an ordinary animal. It was something otherworldly, something magical.

"You're beautiful, you know." He raced to strip and change after she poked his leg. She remained close to him while observing the other wolves. Trying to figure out who they were all? She'd eventually identify the entire pack, but she couldn't recognize who they were unless she could smell them. As they trotted to his house, a couple of kilometers distant, he massaged her muzzle with his cheek. Even so, she appeared suspicious, the way she drew her ears back and pressed her body against his to retain her bearing as they went, while she continued gazing about at the other wolves. He hoped he could question her about what was wrong. In an attempt to soothe her down, he turned his head and lick

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its

Her wolf form was sleek and beautiful, even in its exhaustion. "You're through it, Ana," I whispered, relief flooding my voice. "You did it." As Anastasia's transformation completed, Julia and I stepped back slightly, allowing her space to adjust to her new form. We watched in awe as the final remnants of her human features melded into the sleek, powerful form of her wolf. Her fur was a stunning blend of silver and gray, catching the light in a way that made it shimmer. Her eyes, now a piercing blue, retained the same spark of determination and intelligence.