Beautiful Galaxy Wolf Novels & Stories

My anger vanished and a small smile formed on my lips. When we come to the territory line, I halt everyone. I take one step inside with my hands raised in surrender. Pure red wolves surrounded us, watching us with skeptical eyes. "Our pack is going to war. Our unfightable's need a place to stay." Their eyes fog over and less than a minute later, a huge black wolf steps from the brush. It's eyes a bright blue, a long scar going across its right eye. A white feather was stuck in its fur, and now that I look at it, all the other wolves either have blue feathers or bright orange feathers. The wolf shifts into a beautiful woman, her black hair goes all the way down to her thighs, a white feather

I watched through her eyes, powerless, as she lunged at the bear. The queen stood tall, raising her claws, a faint glow gathering around her paws, but she was no match for the ruthless precision of the my wolf With a feral snarl, my wolf pounced, sinking her claws deep into the queen’s chest. The bear roared in pain, as the wolf dug mercilessly, retrieving the shimmering crystal lodged inside her heart. The Heartstone wasn’t like the others I’d seen before, it was pure white. My wolf dropped it into the obsidian vase Xareth always carried. And that was when everything changed.

Her chest rose and fell with slow, steady breaths. Seraphina stepped forward, her breath caught in her throat. The wolf looked... regal. Eternal. Like a statue carved from moonlight. “Azana,” Indra said softly. Seraphina dropped to her knees a few feet away. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. Her soul stirred, quiet and aching. She didn’t know this creature. And yet, something inside her whispered that she did. She reached out—not to touch, but just to be close. The white wolf’s ear twitched.

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.

I've only ever seen one bloodline with glowing red eyes before. I thought back to Alpha Gabriel with his black fur and glowing red orbs that seemed to burn through my soul. From what everyone said, he was good and pure. He was an honest Alpha who loved his mate more than anything in the world, but he was also terrifying to look at in his fur. Parker moved forward, pressing his nose against the barrier, and snorting with a shake of his head as he pulled back. If a wolf as strong as his couldn't get through, I had no doubt that no one could.

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

Rollo perked up, waiting for Jack’s answer. “No. Why?” Beta Jack was clearly confused. “On my run today, I ran along the creek. I came upon a wolf. I didn’t recognize the scent and I didn’t recognize the wolf’s eyes when I looked into them. The wolf was a red wolf. She was absolutely beautiful. Her scent was intoxicating. I felt so at peace when I was sitting with her.” I shook my head, realizing that I must sound completely sappy as I talk with Jack.

I had absolutely no shame as I stripped out of my clothes and let Neo take over. ‘Goddess…’ Neo trailed off. ‘Nika is just as gorgeous as Kalen.’ Ah. That was her wolf’s name. I had to agree that she was definitely gorgeous alright. She was a large silver wolf with golden eyes. They met Neo’s, and it felt like he was being sucked into them just like I did with Beauty’s eyes.

The weight in the air stole the words right out of their lungs. Then—crackling. Soft at first. Then growing. A low, eerie hum that crawled across the back of her neck. It was fire. And it was light. And it was alive. They turned. And everything else vanished. There, in the middle of the scorched battlefield, stood two figures so blindingly impossible that the world itself seemed to hold its breath. Two wolves. But not like anything they’d ever seen—not even in dreams. The first—massive, towering, wrapped in fire so pure it bled gold. Every movement of his fur sparked with flame, not chaotic but controlled, deliberate, powerful. His eyes were blue. Deep and endless. Familiar. Burning. Atlas.

So she wasn't an Omega after all. Her wolf....her wolf was stunningly beautiful. A type of beauty that distracts. Don't get me wrong, Celeste as her person is drop-dead gorgeous but there is something about the silver furred wolf that cannot be described. The word beautiful felt so light and unjustifiable for how she looked.