Beautiful White Wolf Novels & Stories

Blood soaked into the roots like an offering. And standing over it—Was a wolf unlike any she had ever seen. It was massive.Larger than Damien in full Alpha form.Its fur was not a single color but layered — dark charcoal streaked with veins of pale silver that pulsed faintly beneath the surface like something alive under skin. Its eyes were not gold or amber. They were white. Empty. Unblinking. It did not growl. It did not snarl. It simply turned its head toward her. And smiled.

PAUL Maya was the most beautiful wolf I had ever seen. She was nothing like the usual wolves. Her eyes were blue with a taint of golden, her fur was pure white mixed with light shades of brown and her tail was extravagant. As the moon shone on her, it made her look godly, as if she's been blessed by the moon Goddess to an extreme. Watching a wolf like that could be counted as a blessing. A wolf this beautiful was rare, and Maya was indeed one of the rarest wolves.

He let out a loud howl, a howl which terrified everyone around him, a howl signaling a wolf's intent on the kill. More gasps were heard from around the caravan. All of them surprised to see a white wolf standing. A few of them struggling to catch a glimpse of the White wolf, known to be a lost species. Legend has that the pure white wolves were the toughest of them all, with the power of the moon goddess blessed upon them. If their strengths were tapped correctly, there was no one who could challenge them and win a fight.

There standing was a huge white wolf with eyes the color of gold. “Her name is Athena,” she says as the wolf shacks her head and body, you could see the shimmer of silver in her white fur as if someone took glitter and washed her with it. She was truly a beautiful wolf. “She will be with you as you would be with her, your souls will be one. She will help you with the journey that is lying ahead. It would not be easy but together you will overcome it.” With her words, she directs the wolf in my direction and it leaps right into me.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

I looked towards Elina, a big white wolf , looking back at me. She is truly beautiful…. “She is really the vessel!,”

I caught her scent about further 100m away, behind a fountain. Her wolf emerged from the water. White, her wolf was white.Gorgeous.My wolf was Liam, her's was Ophelia, our wolves met, and seemed to like each other well. White is a very rare color, very few have them. Especially a female wolf being white. It was amazing since the white fur was given to the most powerful wolfs only, this is the first time I saw a she-wolf with white fur

He needed to be near her. Liv sucked in a breath when she saw the wolf slowly step from the trees. Damn! Apparently, she hadn't been dreaming. It was the same giant, white wolf with the ice blue eyes. She stood stock still watching the animal. He was simply stunning, like no other wolf she had ever seen. Pure white wolves were rare as their color made them easy to spot and they were often killed as pups. She didn't think she'd ever seen one in the wild. He wasn't albino though. He had black tips to his ears and his tail and an interesting pattern of swirls across his chest. Those intense blue eyes locked on hers as if he was trying to make up his mind about something. Instead of attacking or

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

Black like Ren. Ren was black. So black that if it weren’t for the light of the moon, I’m not sure I would be able to find him by sight. It was like a type of shield for camouflage fit for the perfect warrior wolf. I realize in my perusal that he was black almost all over, except the tips of his ears matched the brown in Nate, and there were little specs of white on his chest. White patching Nate’s paws. White like Nessa’s white. Like me.