Beautiful White Wolf Novels & Stories

the name she gave her white wolf. The white mist completely enveloped her figure, and everyone held their breath, waiting until a howl echoed through the temple. "woo~" Emerging from the dissipating mist, the white giant wolf finally appeared. Its fur was pure and ethereal, and its amber eyes were flawless. Compared to the beastly forms most werewolves took after shifting, she was more beautiful and divine. "That... What is that?!" "May the moon goddess protect us! It's a white wolf!"

"I forgot how big her wolf is," Ryder breathed out. He was right. Sarah's wolf was enormous, easily as large as our own alpha wolves and maybe even bigger. Her fur was pure white like fresh snow and it seemed to glow in the dim light of the cell. She was magnificent and seeing her again reminded me why the mate bond had been so strong when it first formed. "And her coloring," Cain said. "White wolves are extremely rare. I've only ever heard of a handful in our entire history."

I cried out. A beautiful looking white wolf slowly strode towards me. It was completely white with blue pupils staring at me directly. At first, I was consumed with fear and panic. Yet, as I stared into its eyes. I felt a sense of calm. I just got that intuition that this wolf is not going to hurt me.

But I have made my mind to go through this pain just to be able to meet my beautiful wolf and also my mate. My bones crack and morph into my wolf form. I run into the forest and stand infront of a lake to look at my wolf and surprisingly, I'm a White Wolf. White wolves are the only wolves blessed by the moon goddess to have abnormal healing powers, and also they are able to control the 5 elements (wind, water, fire, Earth, wind). As I stand there admiring my wolf and thanking the Moon goddess for her blessings, I hear a sweet voice speak beside me.

Kit called out to Rex. "Everyone stand fast. They are coming from the east and fast. Alphas out front with me, betas stay close behind us, watch our backs." Rex’s Royal Alpha Voice filled their heads and bodies with strength, instinct taking over to allow the humans bow out to their wolves so they might win. A thunderous rumble shook the ground for several minutes until they saw what the rumble was coming from. A huge snow white wolf with scraps of black gold and red cloth hung off of him dropped a few yards away from the Packs.

I would’ve cried out with sheer relief, but another wolf appeared, followed by a second. The first wolf ran alongside the one that had been chasing us for a few minutes now. The second wolf, which had just appeared, was unlike any I’d ever seen. It’s fur was snow white—so luminous that it caught every ounce of moonlight and refracted it back at us. The only thing brighter than it’s coat were it’s eyes, which were the palest shade of blue I’d ever seen. My stomach twisted as ice—not frost—sprouted from its paws. The little fractals traveled across the earth, climbing up trees and bushes alike. As I turned my head I was faced with my own reflection within the bark of a frozen tree.

KAIDA I stood momentarily stunned as the ethereally snow-white wolf vanished from sight, its head turning towards me at the precise moment I whispered Malachi's name – a coincidence, or something more? The image of an obsidian-black wolf, eerie yet majestic, had been my mental picture of his true form, its midnight coat a fitting backdrop for his piercing green eyes. This pearly white creature was a stark contrast, one that left me questioning my assumptions.

The fur that adorned my wolf's form was not just any color—it was a pure, pristine white. Whispers rippled through the pack, carried on the wind like a sacred secret revealed. The legend of the white wolf echoed in their murmurs, a tale passed down through generations. It was said that a white wolf possessed a unique power, a healing ability that transcended the bounds of ordinary werewolves. They were believed to be chosen, destined to bring solace and aid to those in need.

“Relationships in a strange pack do not concern me. More importantly, where did white wolves come from and why now? - Have white wolves attacked you before? - I clarified. - Not. Linda replied. “We have been living side by side with the local white wolves for a long time. - That is, they were other people's wolves? I asked. - They were wild wolves! Alpha shouted. “They were much larger than ours, more aggressive, more bloodthirsty. Did they turn into people? I kept asking. - Only the leader. Alpha answered. – demanded that we leave our homes otherwise they will tear everyone apart. - Did you offer a fight? – I assumed. Alpha nodded, lowering his head. It's clear. Lost. - Father fought with d

My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of the large, ethereal wolf standing there, its form shimmering like moonlight reflected on water. The wolf’s fur was a pure, radiant white, almost too bright to look at directly. As I watched, tiny points of light floated off its body, like stars falling from the night sky, only to merge back into its form moments later. It was as if the wolf was made entirely of light, a creature of pure energy and power.