Black Wolf Ears Novels & Stories

Do they have a bind deep enough meaning she will leave for him? 'It was painful... you were right though' I admit. 'She's a white wolf?' 'Not just a white wolf doctor, a white wolf with iridescent tinged hair and lilac colour eyes. I've never seen a wolf change and have its own individual-coloured eyes. I thought that's the part we kept from our human counterparts' he's silent, almost too silent so I ask if he's still there out of worry I dreamt this whole conversation up in my tired mind.

She had seen the scars. All wolves were born with their own unique eye colour and the ability to heal quickly and with little scarring. However certain situations such as extreme or repeated trauma could leave permanent marks on the skin. It was rare but not impossible. But for a wolf's eyes to go black like the night? An innocent soul would have died at the hand of the wolf. It certainly explained some of the guilt Kade seemed to carry around like a boulder on his back but none of it explained the horrible feeling Thalia was being troubled by.

I interject after Lilly, “is when the whites of your eyes turn black and your wolf’s eyes replace your normal ones. The most common colors you see are shades of amber and brown, but sometimes you see green or blue. I’m part of the one quarter of wolves that happens to.” “The last type is just as rare as Demetri’s.” Patrick surprises us when he talks. “One quarter of wolves will have blackened eyes. I believe doctors settled on calling them black-out eyes. Based on your description, it sounds like that’s what you have but we need to see them before you get out of the partial to verify that’s what you have.” He shakes his head against my arm. “The light hurts and I already have a headache. Mad

I was at a loss for words. It was an Alpha wolf similar to my dad's but for two differences. The first was the Bright shiny green eye color and the second was a wound on its ear like a cleft or tear and she put this Alpha wolf in a red and pink heart surrounded by blue and purple flowers and it was so detailed and amazing. it's not too big or too small, and it was below her shoulder above her left boob. So because of the placement, she had to remove her bra till it healed.

I opened my eyes to find we were no longer in the manor but in the woods just outside the Valer dorm. Glancing around, I noticed Argos and Moriah still covering their eyes. "You two alright?" I asked. There was a nodding of agreement between Argos and Moriah as both of them removed their hands from their faces. Another growl was heard. This time, it was louder than before and closer. The three of us turned and looked in the direction of the sound. Argos quickly grabbed Moriah's arm and pulled her behind him as they both backed away from the sound. We watched in fear as the source slowly made its way towards us through the thick of the trees. After a few moments, a wolf appeared. It was unlik

He stood up, turned around, and there it was. Crouched a few feet away from him was a large wolf, almost larger than him, an Alpha wolf. It was a female, that much he could smell. She had shining black fur, so black that she almost blended in with the night. The only thing that didn’t blend in were her eyes, a moon-shaped symbol in the center of her eyes and a streak that ran a straight line on her coat across her back from her head down to the tip of her tail. She had pitch-white, bottomless eyes. The symbol on her head was gold with a white outline, with the same color and outline on her back and her tail. The tip of her tail, however, was the same pitch black as her coat. She was unlike a

It rolled over the clearing like thunder, making the air vibrate. They’ve come. Arden shifted fully before the echo died, his massive frame shaking the dirt as his claws dug into the soil. His wolf howled back, low and warning, announcing Blackpine’s heirs stood ready. Lyra followed, her smaller but sleek form slipping beside his, eyes glowing silver-blue in the dark. The first violet-eyed wolf stepped into view, silver torch in hand. His gaze locked on them, unblinking, a soldier rather than a scout. Behind him, more shapes spilled from the shadows, each carrying the same eerie mark — eyes glowing with unnatural light, like moons cracked and poisoned.

Then another wolves, they were nothing like her. They were bigger than the highland wolves she had grown up with, broader in the chest, their eyes glowing a murky red in the low light. Their fur was black, though not black — rendered to deep, bristling ash, streaked with stains of crimson. Old blood. Dried. A dozen of them stood half in a half-circle around the trio. One advanced past the rest. This one bloomed scars as armor. Its right eye had been burned away, leaving a wound that extended down to the jaw. Its breath steamed in streamy, furious puffs.

In my wolf form, I walk towards the rest of the wolves and immediately I reach where they are, I spot three huge wolves who are eyeing me lustfully. I immediately recognize Charles' wolf which is grey in colour and he has equally bright grey eyes. Ben's wolf is grey as well with a touch of brown in it's fur and his eyes are brown in colour. Jeremy's wolf is equally huge and it's brown with a touch of grey in it's fur. His wolf has the sexiest eyes...ice blue, contrary to his eyes in human form! Charles' is the only one among the triplets who has ice blue eyes in his human form!

The sleet hissed against his bare, blood-streaked chest, turning to tiny wisps of steam as his aura flared with a low, dangerous rumble. "They smell blood," Eldrick growled, his golden eyes sweeping the timberline. "They want to see if the rumors of the Blackthorn Alpha are true." A low, guttural snarl broke from the thickets on our right. A massive, charcoal-coated wolf, easily the size of a warhorse, its left ear torn to a jagged stump, stepped out onto the frozen mud of the path. Bone-white scars crisscrossed its snout, and its pale yellow eyes held zero fear.