Blue Eyed Black Wolf Novels & Stories

I flush even deeper before replying, “I could get used to your charms as long as you don’t turn mean like Ace or become cold and distant again.” “I might be cold to others, but never to you, or if you accept me, nor to any children we have,” Dylan replies. Dylan brushes the hair out of my face, pushing it behind my ear and smiling at me as our eyes meet and the vibrant blue pulls me in. Something in how his eyes glint with silver allows me to realize his wolf has pulled near the surface and approves of the current conversation. I remember Dylan’s wolf is jet black with silver eyes and Ace’s wolf is black with Black eyes. Black wolves are rare, though not as rare as white and I might be the o

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

He looked so beautiful with dim moonlight falling over his thick black coat that I had a strong urge to stroke his soft fur. His head was tall, up in the sky while his eyes were fixed on the water falling in front of him. Though he was sitting, still his stern expressions and attentive posture told he was ready to jump on any danger coming his way. For a moment I thought it was Ash because his wolf was the same as the one in front of my eyes but he had a hint of blue shine in his fur which told me it was someone else. Ash wolf, Blaze is jet black in colour with no other colour on him but this wolf... He is black with a hint of blue shine in it.

Each beat is further apart, making me sleepy. “Don’t worry, little brother. We’ll take good care of her when you’re gone.” His eyes are cold and empty. I don’t get along with Skylar, but he’s my brother. How could he do this to me? To my mate? Over his shoulder, I notice movement. I blink slowly and look past him, still trying to suck in as much air as I can get. I can barely focus, but I’m pretty sure I see the largest wolf I have ever seen. Its fur is black as black as onyx with blue eyes, or are they purple? Next to the black wolf is a smaller, dark brown wolf. It looks like Rocky, but with a broader chest. My vision fades in and out as they silently stalk closer to Skylar. I don’t know e

I whispered, and saw his blue eyes gaze at me with anger, darkening almost immediately. His pupils constricted, turning his beautiful blue eyes black, as the latter expanded completely over his eyeballs. His lip curled over his lip like a wolf would when baring teeth. I could feel evil and darkness behind those eyes, making me shriek in fear and begin to thrash underneath him. I’ve never seen those kind of wolf eyes before!

Just like him, his wolf was also black. “Hey,” he said, his bushy brows furrowing as he spoke. King returned his greeting, exchanging greetings with the rest of his friends as well before taking a seat next to Articus. “I’m sorry I’m late,” he apologized once again. “It’s not a big deal. We weren’t really talking about anything before you showed up,” Articus said, waving off his apology. “Yeah, nothing to worry about,” Blake reiterated. Blake Bennett was the alpha of the Yellow Cicada pack. He had auburn hair and hazel eyes. He was six foot three and very easygoing. His wolf was a red wolf.

There was a hint of gloating in the eyes of the beta of the gray wolf clan, although outwardly he looked absolutely indifferent to what was happening. Certainly… I'm now officially anyone's doormat! I was just about to open my mouth to give out at least something that could express the whole gamut of emotions overwhelming my consciousness like an avalanche, when Ian again indicated that I would now live by his rules. Letting go of my elbow, the black wolf bared his teeth, turning towards Vadim. The only thing she managed to catch was just one single menacing roar, and a moment later the beta of the gray wolf clan collapsed along the opposite wall. And something told him that he wouldn’t be a

alpha Rowan explains to all of us. "Any questions?" Alpha Aiden asks and none of us had any. "Great, I'll leave it to you beta," alpha Aiden says holding alpha Rowan's hand leaving us alone in the room with our beta. "Yesterday you all did a great step in your life, you shifted for the first time, we have two grey wolves and an adorable white one," he says not specifying which one of us is which color. All of my family is dark furred wolf, I don't think I'll be the white one, we take after our parents and mine are black and brown.

“In a sense. But first tell me what you know about your wolf. Such as the reason to her eyes being blue” “Honestly, I don’t know much. I know it’s rare for a wolf to have eyes that aren’t black. Like Mykel’s go silver in wolf form. Other then that when we have had time to look, we haven’t found anything” “Hmm I see. Well, what if I told you that not only your wolf, but you in general were special?” “I’d say you were nuts. No offense”

Either way, I am glad he’s here. “It says here that the wolves that we acquire are classified according to their strengths. The black wolf… one of the rare kinds and one of the strongest as well. The only werewolves who acquire black wolves are those who have direct Lycan blood.” Alden nods, listening intently. “Come to think of it, you have a black wolf, right?” I ask while flipping through the pages. Alden smiles. “Yes. My wolf’s name is Noir. He can be a little shit sometimes.” He pauses for a bit and briefly closes his eyes as if he’s talking to his wolf. “But he’s very reliable.”