Black Wolf Red Eyes Novels & Stories

Her gaze snapped back to what was in front of her, and her body and joints cracked and reformed till she was standing as a full wolf again. She watched closely, anxiously waiting for the presence to come into sight. A few seconds later, a large wolf's paws walked the earth toward them, its eyes glued firmly on the greenhouse. It was bigger than Kaden's wolf, the same line markings of the True North wolves on its fur, only this time, its eyes were not the regular blue colour. It was deep crimson red, so red it was almost as if it was about to cry blood. Its insanely powerful aura had every wolf in its range stepping out of its way, but those that had granite on their furs weren't spared at al

Everyone could see the other Alpha gasp but his wolf immediately stood straight too, trying to dominate the black wolf but it was obviously no match for it. They wondered how he managed to be so strong despite his several wounds and the silver in his chest. Neil frowned deeply when he saw the huge wolf's eyes. It wasn't blue, like Dmitri's. It was just red, which the Beta didn't recognize. That wolf over there wasn't River nor Dmitri but something else entirely, he could tell from the strange and domineering aura surrounding the big wolf. Alpha Cane's wolf ran back and thousands of the yellow eyed creature stepped forward, surrounding and jumping on the huge, black wolf.

I didn’t need to be a wolf expert to know that. Sounded like talking to Ed, grumpily. “It’s okay. Everything was alright!” He sounded a little concerned while he was supposed to be an alpha. Almost like he didn’t want to tick off this wolf who was still in the shadows. Then I had an another thought, an unpleasant thought. This new wolf could be from the enemy pack. Then I saw the eyes. Glowing red light bulbs! They were big! Yellow eyes belonged to lowest ranked wolves. Blue were the second most powerful. Or was that the other way around? In any case, I was only certain alphas had red eyes. That meant….

Lena my wolf was trying to lead me elsewhere. "Lena what's wrong?". I asked. "I don't know but he needs us". She said briefly, and I let her take full control leading us to another route. I felt my heart beat so loud that it was like my chest was about to explode. This feeling is so strange. After running for a while Lena then stopped abruptly, it was then I noticed we had companies. Three huge Black wolves with Amber red eyes stood before me aggressively. Their amber eyes symbolize they are newly turned wolves, but my attention was drawn to something else, or should I say someone else.

As an afterthought, I wonder if I seem like a walking fireball? My long, red hair cascades behind me seductively. I looked at the mirror quickly. I saw a she-wolf with incredibly large green eyes with incredibly long, and thick dark-red eyelashes. My cherry lips glisten in a silent, wild invitation and my high cheekbones powdered a rosy blush.

New. Her hair is shorter, flying wildly around her shoulders. Her eyes are closed, mouth moving in a whisper I can’t hear. And beside her—a man. A man. A wolf in human skin. He’s massive, dark hair, a scar cutting through his left eyebrow and along his jaw. His hands glow with layered glyphs, eyes burning a deep garnet red. The red I’ve seen in my nightmares. And in Eirik’s kitchen when Jana told me about an Alpha whose eyes glowed wrong.

He still did not understand his wolf when it came to Adrienne and her wolf. Her eyes opened and stared straight into Kincaid's. He noted that it was also of a weird color. She had the normal eyes of a regular wolf which was golden yellow, but there was a red swirl in it. Like there was blood in her iris... or she was from a distant alpha lineage. Her eyes flickered as she became fully conscious. Kincaid's eyes jumped to her full, succulent lips. He restrained himself from leaning closer by a fraction and taking them in his. "I accept," he managed to mutter. Their eyes locked in that position and they remained like that for a few seconds.

I hummed in response, eyes still on the moonlit ocean. “I noticed… your eyes. When you shifted, they weren’t gold. They were red.” I smiled faintly. His curiosity was endless, and I loved that about him. “The eyes of a wolf,” I said quietly, “they're the gateway to the soul. They tell a story—our bloodline, our rank, our strength.” He was quiet, listening, fingers still making lazy loops on my chest. “My red eyes mark my position. Alpha. Leader of Woodland. It’s how others recognise me, even in wolf form. When I’m human, they stay gold because I’m still in control—my wolf doesn’t fully take the reins unless I shift.”

He was in such a blind rage they actually had to sedate him because he was going wild from the loss of his mate. Vix had felt so broken for so long he was empty, an Alpha Shell...roboticly taking care of its pack. He was heading home from a meeting with one of his wolves who ran a business for the pack in the human eyes. It was really late, or maybe early depending on how you looked at it. The stop light he was at was in a weird position and the bend in the road made it hard to see the traffic coming from the other side, so when another vehicle came barreling towards him out of control even his wolf instincts weren't fast enough to help him get out of the way.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?