Beautiful Galaxy Wolf Novels & Stories

Night howled in joy. Never had I seen such a beautiful wolf. She was as big as an Alpha. What differentiated her from the rest was that she was lavender in color. I stroked her lavender fur. It was as soft as Aleena’s hair. “You are so beautiful,” I whispered. I looked into her eyes and was puzzled. Doesn't Celia have silver eyes? How can her wolf form have Aleena’s bottomless dark brown eyes? “Kyson.. Is Celia really beautiful?” she asked.

Gran takes the photo album from Aries, ruffling his hair as he sits down next to me. “I’ll tell you a story of the Great White Wolves, for like your sister Mazelina, there were hundreds of men and women just like her, with skin as pale and beautiful as the moon, platinum blonde hair and eyes as pale as the midday blue skies. Their uniqueness didn’t stop there for when they shifted into their wolves, they had coats as white as snow. These wolves were cherished and protected for many, many moons.” “Where are they now?” Blaze asks. Without a word, she opens the photo album and holds a picture of a young woman who looks very much like me.

a big wolf with a huge scar across his eye yells, jumping right onto the hood of the pink car and showing his sharp teeth. "Whose pack do you belong to?" Lydia asks, her voice turning very cold and mean. "Do you know what my dad, the Supreme Alpha of the Hale Bloodclaw Pack, will do to you for touching my car?" "We know exactly who you are, Moon Gala Princess," the scarred wolf laughs, shaking the front of the car with his heavy boots. "Do not worry, we will not break your pretty face, but you are not going to the Moonborn Refuge tonight to see the other alphas."

Before him stood the embodiment of a legend long believed to be mere folklore—the last moonlit wolf. The wolf, resplendent in its ethereal glow, emanated an otherworldly luminescence that illuminated the night. Its fur, a tapestry of soft white and gossamer silver, shimmered with a celestial brilliance, casting a spell upon all who beheld it. Each strand seemed to capture the very essence of moonlight, weaving a tale of enchantment through its delicate strands.

Hyacinth's POV It was the day of the ball, and I couldn't bring myself to postpone it. I spent the whole day in bed, and I couldn't leave now that it was time for the ball. My mind kept replaying scenes where Kael tore down a wolf in front of me. His wolf was absolutely gorgeous. A Black wolf, taller than me. The golden stripes all over the wolf made it look more gorgeous, and scary at the same time. I couldn't wrap my head around their ability to morph into such magnificent beasts.

The pure white wolf ran down the path she had trodden out over many runs down the path. Field mice and small mammals scatter at her presence. Tha-thump tha-thump tha-thump tha- She stops running and looks right at the dreamer. “.uoy rof gnimoc era srats ehT” Peggy gasped awake. She was still in the tent that Mikael and Eli had made last night. Standing over the top of her was a large red wolf with dark grey signatus patterning. He sniffs her, and she lies frozen. Once the wolf was done, it snorted and stepped off of her. Peggy slowly shimmies away from the wolf, her eyes locked onto it. Its eyes were locked onto her.

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.

All along the island, there were small crops of houses where pack members made their homes, children laughed and swung in the vines, serving as a natural high ropes course, while others took advantage of the thermal pockets of water littered everywhere, indulging in therapeutic soaks. It was somewhere Eve could see Axle and herself settling down in. A rustle in the bushes caused Eve to look up and marvel at the light grey wolf padding towards her. She was all muscle, with beautiful coal-rimmed eyes, the amber color imbued with flecks of yellow, and Eve felt as though she was staring at a friend. Moments later, the wolf transformed into a beautiful woman, and Eve smiled in welcome as Katana c