Novel & Cerita Beautiful White Wolf

“Then Slade saw her and went to her. Their mate-bond is incredibly strong.” The doctor looked at Eden and then to me and then back to Eden. “Are you sure, Zane?” he asked, his face still shocked. “Yes,” I replied. “She was encased in ice. Slade melted the ice. She’s awake. She’s rolling with Slade right now. She’s the most beautiful wolf. With the purest white fur. ” “White?” the doctor asked. “Completely white. White as snow,” I confirmed. “This is…this is a miracle,” the doctor said, his face breaking out into a smile. “White wolves, they’re different from others. Special. They symbolize strength.”

“No star, she is alive just recovering to. I need you to know that you have a lot of trials coming your way, none of them will be easy but I know you have got this star.” Trials? what did she mean, I was just gonna make my way to the human town like I had planned. I had already been through so much what more needed to happen. “Before I send you back, I want you to know how special you truly are you’ve been blessed by me. There is only three other white wolfs in existence. You have special abilities that will awaken when they are needed the most.” “POWER! There’s no way you’re talking about me. I’m nothing special.” I couldn’t fathom all of this information.

There was an illistrated image there that looked like my wolf and then an article that followed after. "I don't know how to tell you this, but stark white wolves are extremely rare. Possessing a White Wolf is basically like being true Alpha Royalty. It's abnormal to have wolves of solid colors. A white one signifies not only pure blood but also primarily some unique special abilities. White wolves are like.. elders of our culture, stronger than the others but Reya in particuar. Well Wolves are given to us at a specific age. When we die, our wolves are passed along to another through the grace of the Goddess. Anyway I'll let you read it for yourself." Kaine said as he passed the book around i

Chapter 77 Ciara's POV Two weeks later…. “It's so big and beautiful. I never knew white wolves existed anymore,” someone said in the distance as I stood there observing everything. In truth the white wolf was gorgeous. It had no spots or speckles of any kind. Pure white fur was it's coat and it glowed even during the day. Was that even possible? And yet it was happening right before my eyes. If only I had a wolf that beautiful…. “Darling, Ciara wake up it's time for breakfast.”

"No, your wolf. She was completely white as snow. I have never ever seen a white wolf—not once." "Wait, I had white fur?" He nodded. "You didn't stay long in your wolf's form to notice it, but you were... beautiful, the most beautiful wolf on the planet." "At least I am beautiful in one aspect." "Are you kidding?" he asked with a smile, "you are beautiful in every aspect, your wolf's colour is just shocking" "I think it's weird, but it still makes sense, seeing as you are all black and I'm all white."

I was standing in a vast, white realm of stars and light. Then, she appeared. From the edge of my vision, a creature began to form. She was massive, larger than any Alpha wolf or lycan I had ever seen. Her fur wasn't just white; it was a reflection of the moon itself. Her eyes were two silver knobs, ancient and beautiful. The White Wolf. She didn't growl. She moved to stand in front of me, towering over my frail frame. She stared deep into my eyes and I felt my soul vibrate. I was in awe of her beauty. I wasn't "wolfless." I was the host for something this glorious.

In short, it was beautiful. "Wow... his wolf is so beautiful..." I mumbled lost in his beauty. His wolf was pure black whereas my wolf was white with shades of grey and blue eyes. "If you keep gawking at me, I won't be able to concentrate, baby." He said in our own little mind link. I coughed at the nickname he used. He doesn't call me that often and the fact that he wasn't serious during the fight and was flirting with me. Oh, dear!

Four white paws landed on the ground of a pure white wolf with icy blue eyes. Atticus my alpha wolf is a pure white wolf. I let Atticus take over and he speeds off like a bullet towards the forest. I just leave my ripped clothes where I landed. Running in the woods loosen me up from all the alpha duties. Atticus humped in dried logs and wet streams. The cool winds made me relax. In just seconds I was now on the top of the hill were surrounded by a deep blue ocean, this is my comfort place, no one knows about this place.

" Can you please put your shirt on back? I requested. Mere looking at his upper body make me arouse expecially when I trace the hair on his chest down to his lower part. " Do you like what you see?" He asked and I blush slightly in embarrassment. Can he just stop asking me if I like what I saw? " I didn't see anything" I reply turning my face away to look the standing portrait by my right. Five wolves stood in the portrait but the white wolf with dark fur on its head and icy blue eyes caught my attention.. It stood out among all the other wolf like a diamond in midst of stones. It carry an aura of Dominion and superiority over the other wolves and I find myself drooling over the white wolf.

The silhouette stopped near a river and a white wolf emerged looking around surveying its surroundings. The unusual large wolf was a she-wolf, with a tattoo of fire under her paw. Everyone in her pack complemented her on her flawless white fur, it was the rarest appearance ever seen on the planet. Her sharp eyes scrutinizing the area depicted her overflowing presence making the small creatures run in fear.