Black Wolf Ears Novels & Stories

But when I look closer I see a pair of red eyes looking directly up to this window. “ Hey guys!!” I yelled not taking my eyes off the pair of eyes “ GUYS!!” I yelled louder, I swear they need to get their ears checked. I watched as the eyes moved closer to the edge of the woods coming into full view. It was a wolf, one with gold underbelly and white fur, it’s red eyes glowing under the sunlight. I tried pulling away when I heard them running up the stairs. It wasn’t until Erik’s hand was placed on my shoulder.

Nothing happens. I feel a hot, steamy breath on my upper back makes me look up and I'm nose to snout with an enormous, spectacularly completely black wolf. Looking into his eyes, they are the bluest I've ever seen, like a waterfall, with white blue flicks in a perfect circular pattern around the pupil. My mate is so beautiful it nearly makes my heart stop.

What was that noise? Different questions flowed through my brain as I slowly opened my eyes to see a black wolf staring down at me. Its eyes were of different colours. One was orange; glowing like an evening sun, calling for me to come closer. The other was a mixture of blue and black, it was so sharp that it warned me to remain on the floor. Scaring me off with its sharp stare.

“I’m not imagining this, right?” My eyelids fluttered rapidly as I stared out the windshield of James’ car. Even through the heavily tinted windows, I could see two massive creatures perched in front of a large, opened gate. The one on the right looked similar to a husky. Its fur was pale grey with patches of darker black coating its back. He had icy blue eyes that were almost white, and I couldn’t peel my eyes away. The one on the right was a larger, chocolate brown colored wolf with yellow eyes.

He was magnificent. His strong jawline became a sharp snout, his broad back turned into a powerful shoulder girdle and sturdy haunches, and his eyes—oh, Goddess, his eyes!. Most wolves had brown or gold eyes in wolf form, but him keeping his initial eye color made him look more regal, more intelligent. Something about seeing that electric blue framed by endless black was just…different. He was nothing short of breathtaking.

“The records describe the Echo Wolf as possessing black fur and crimson eyes, two ominous features existing together. It is considered a warning… And the pack in which the wolf awakes is approaching destruction.” My breath hitched. “No… That can't be true.” Nyx sounded just as shaken. “I have never heard of this, Kate…” Around us, whispers erupted, tongues wagging freely. “Black fur and red eyes. The description matches her.” I instinctively reached for Osiris's hand. He squeezed mine reassuringly. Without looking away from Gamma Daxon, he asked. “And what proof do you have that this concerns Kate?” He lowered his eyes to the scroll once more.

A pair of eyes drilling into me from behind. I turned, slowly. And froze. A massive wolf stood just a few meters away. It was a majestic yet terrifying wolf. A heartstopping, terrifying wolf. Golden eyes locked onto mine, holding me in place, as if its gaze alone could command the world to stop and bow. Its sleek black fur shimmered under the sunlight streaming through the trees, every inch of it radiating power. I had seen wolves before—Alpha Mark, even my father—but they were nothing like this. Nothing this intense. Nothing this... divine.

“Yeah, it looks like it would be painful to put these in your ears, and the backs are on super tight.” “What do they look like?” I ask, envisioning some giant hoops or something. “They’re wolves,” he says. “Golden wolves.” My heart leaps into my chest. “What?” I ask him. “Is that it?” “No… they’ve got jewels on them, Like their eyes. But they don’t match. One has emeralds–” With my heart hammering, I finish for him. “And the other has rubies.”

It came out in a weak whisper, but he didn’t even glance at me. His wolf was coming. I’d never seen anything like it — like a nightmare forcing itself into daylight. It wasn’t just an ordinary black wolf. The fur wasn’t fur; it was pitch, glinting faintly like oil under a blood moon. Its eyes weren’t gold or amber like other alphas — they were dark red, glowing faintly from the inside, and the air around it shivered with heat and cold at once. And when it opened its jaws, its teeth looked wet with crimson even though it hadn’t bitten yet.

no doubt. A lazy smile was dancing over his lips, matching mine when I opened my eyes. Swiftly he spun, slightly up in the air and he landed in a beautiful black wolf, pure black, shining, his eyes are gorgeous in wolf-form, too. I have seen only Alphas with the same eye colours. Strange! Perhaps they hold more power and rule their community. I don't know.