Black Wolf In The Dark Novels & Stories

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.

Later on, Lawrence exclaimed emphatically, “Don't look back!” Lawrence's warning was ignored by William because his mind was in turmoil. When he turned around, he saw a swarm of large dog-like creatures chasing them. “Are they the red-eyed werewolves Lawrence mentioned earlier?” William wondered. While glancing at the massive werewolves, he got chills and his face turned pale because of fear. The enemies' fur is black, and their eyes are bright bloody red. When William looked in front of them, all he saw was them running into the dense forest. William soon felt the grass they were stepping on.

Sometimes she saw a little dark blue in the depths of his eyes but from a distance they appeared the darkest shade of brown ever, bordering on black. With black hair he would look… An image flashed inside her head of Justice with black hair. Frightening. Scary. ferocious. Justice with light hair did look more human and less likely to scare someone. It makes sense. Jessie had slept with a man changed with panther DNA. It explained the purring, the catlike eyes and his roaring after sex. He’d shredded the bedding and scored the mattress with his nails. Claws. Panthers were dangerous animals. Maybe he has good reason to fear hurting me.

Right before he shifted, he said, “And don’t be a pussy and call your men in as backup.” I watched as he turned into a huge white wolf. I rolled my eyes and threw all my clothes off, shifting into my own wolf, a dark-brown wolf that was so dark it was almost black. I mindlinked Derek to hold everyone back and let me fight. I waited for him to approach.

I kicked and screamed only causing his grasp to become harder. "Let go of me!" I screamed as loud as I could before sinking my canines into his arm. Gerwulf's rumbling growl fills the air and I begin to tremble. His skin is starting to become painfully hot as Cinnabar begins to take over. It's becoming horribly obvious in his angered state that he's losing control of his wolf and his magick.

He tried to open his eyes once again but cried out when all he could see was the eternal darkness. "Yes, Marky. You will be trapped in the darkness forever. Until you accept your fate as a Black Wolf's Clan member." Alexander would've been laughing right now but then he couldn't help but felt a sticky weight in his left chest. Only then did he noticed his Hermes T-shirt was soaked with the blood of the young boy. "What the fuck Melo! Could you be more careful with what you're doing! You soaked my shirt!" Melo looked at him and just rolled his eyes.

He said. The white wolf spoke next "I am the white wolf other wise know as the shape shifter wolf. I can transform myself into any animal of my choice". The last wolf, the black wolf spoke next "I am the dark wolf other wise know as Darkness, I causes darkness wherever I went to. The alpha of all wolves in this world, no matter what you are; a king, prince or whatever wolf you are, you must bow to me except you. You surpass us in every thing". The black wolf told Odin.

The black ink shimmered like liquid fire, forming the head of a wolf that seemed to snarl on my skin. 'Come, Kyrex,' I whispered. A surge of dark energy erupted around me, swirling like a storm. The air crackled with magic, and from that swirling shadow, my wolf emerged—massive, sleek, and terrifying. His fur was as dark as the blackest midnight, his eyes burning with intensity. The ground quaked under his paws as he landed beside me, growling softly. Thane’s wolf froze, shock flashing in those golden-red eyes. He stared between me and Kyrex, clearly confused.

As she looked across the clearing it was filled with wolves, black, brown, grey, sable, and one lone white wolf. He was immense and stood on the precipice, watching those below. A black wolf that was just as big approached and stood by his side. They exchanged glances and looked in her direction. She had to side step to avoid being bowled over by the gigantic black panther that barreled past her on her way to the top of the bluff. She rubbed her body along the side of the white wolf. She purred as he licked her head.

“Yes, it seems Neil was right, you are being an asshole at the moment.” “Lily, it is not below me right now to pick you up from your collar and dump you outside of my room. Do. NOT. Test. My. Patience.” His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl.