Blue Spirit Wolf Novels & Stories

With their men's hiding in the White Wolf lair, the access of information was very easy. "One White Wolf's soldiers group consisted of five members. 3 boys, 1 girls and 1 gay." Jason caught Alexander attention as he raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were sparkling with amusement at what he heard. This news was very rare to be heard of among the White Wolf's Clan.

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 answered, but he shook his head. "How many colors does your wolf have?" "Two." "List them." "Blue and black, I guess." "You guess?" "I'm not sure; I've not transformed for a long time," I told him, an intent look appearing on his face but fading off immediately. "What's its main color?" He asked further. "It's blue." "Light blue or navy?" "Light blue," I replied, still wondering why he was questioning me about my wolf. He nodded before saying, "You created the blue icy smoke; it came from you."

With a low, rumbling growl, my wolf buried its head down and hurtled us into black, swirling nothing. An overwhelming landslide of information hit. Life after life. My wolf inhabiting kings, mystics, peasants, and warriors. At breakneck speed, I had to gauge ancient realms and ranks in seconds. Inhaling history. Interpreting situations at the speed of light. Some constants were clear. My wolf's human was always blue-eyed, my brand always the same golden shard, but my occasional reflections in mirrors or water as we sped through showed every age, shape, and colour imaginable Cass described seeing her demise through her spirit's eyes.

“That would make you at least as big as the Alpha!” Again, I nodded. “The size of the wolf correlates with the strength of the spirit.” “I thought it was hereditary.” Skye said with a confused frown. “No.” I shook my head again. “Leadership of a pack is often hereditary these days because humans don't like to lose power, which is how you end up with an Alpha not much larger than their pack. They are the tyrants and the warmongers. The ones who collect the defeated merely for the strength that they give them as part of the Pack.”

“Can you explain what you have just said?” Ava sighed deeply, “Sorry.” She took a deep breath. “This evening, I felt something on the property. So, I spirit walked and found a yellow-eyed demon, who wanted to talk to me. He was warning me about Lucifer and Blackie working with one another in Spokane.”

One of them asked, and Sam answered. " The spirit wolves in my pack are small in number. The rest of the pack consist of Apex werewolves and werewolves like yourself. The spirit wolf pack has only four bloodlines. The Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta. I am the only golden wolf and Alpha of my generation. There are 16 silver wolves and they make up the Beta bloodline. There are 12 silver-bronze wolves and they make up the Gamma bloodline. There are 18 bronze wolves and they make up the Delta bloodline. That is the total number of spirit wolves that exist. You need not worry because you won't get bullied, beaten or killed if you do not disrespect them." she advised with a smile, knowing that my pa

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo