Female Black Wolf Novels & Stories

He shouted and waved his hand towards the group. "Where are we going?" I asked as I closed the door. "On a run," Alex said as he pulled Sanna close to him. The pack believed I had a dark brown wolf. Alex had said out loud that he was impressed that my wolf was so dark, and that was the end of anyone thinking anything differently. Liya, my wolf was pure black, one of the legends. But many disliked the Black wolves; they believed they were much more powerful and could be dangerous. The Grand Alpha was the first black wolf to ever be known. Our blue eyes were another unusual feature.

AUTHOR'S P.O.V. In the shrouded shadows of the night, a formidable black wolf, with fur as dark as the abyss, prowled stealthily through the underbrush. Its eyes, glowing with a fierce, infernal red, were fixed intently on the men stationed outside the building. Despite its lupine form, it exuded a commanding presence over the armed men in their human guise. The wolf, driven by a singular purpose, was here for one individual – a target it was resolutely determined to eliminate this very night.

Silas’s P.O.V The other wolf’s form was an impressive sight to behold. I could already tell it was a female from the way it carried itself. Her sleek fur was black as coal, glistening in the moonlight, and her eyes were piercing amber, like two burning suns. Her build was muscular and powerful, showing the strength of a natural-born Alpha, but I could tell she was not as strong as me. As she moved, her limbs flowed with grace and fluidity, each step precise and calculated. Her howls were deep and commanding, sending shivers down the spine of anyone who heard them. In short, her wolf form exuded a dangerous yet alluring aura that demanded respect and fear.

“Black like my hair.” Yeah, she was undeniably out of it. I really didn’t know what I was asking her, but it was still useful information I was getting out of her. I already figured she came from an Alpha bloodline, but to know there was a she-wolf with a black wolf was unheard of. Black wolves weren’t exactly rare, since most Alpha’s had them. Just not females. “Were you alone when you shifted?” “I am always alone.” Her words sounded gut wrenchingly painful.

I asked again. “I’m you.” The voice said. “I’m your wolf. I’m Nyx.” My wolf is a massive black wolf? And I don’t mean just the fur. Her eyes are completely black, the pads of her paws are black, her claws are black. Even her teeth are black. Not from decay either. She is the most solid black wolf I have ever seen. She is more massive and blacker than Aiden’s wolf. This doesn’t make any sense; I’m not an alpha. I thought only alphas got black wolves. “Nyx? How did you get in these chains? How long have you been here?”

The pitch of the entire crowd’s muttering drops an octave. The males gathered closest to us part, revealing a phalanx of females led by a black she-wolf, a gray-haired female in her skin, and another female, maybe in her late thirties or early forties, who is somehow both furry and all woman at the same time. She looks like the NSFW character art that Kennedy downloads on her phone—so much butt and boobs and hips. My wolf draws herself up. She cowered like a pup in front of the males, but for some reason, she doesn’t want to show these females her neck. She’s trembling visibly, but she’s holding her head high.

Dylan offered. “How about that run?” Vance suggested. Melissa laughs. “Everyone has a wolf except me.” Dylan gives her a kiss. They are so sweet together, even without a mate bond they love each other. I think maybe that is what Vance and my mom were like. I would like to think, anyway. “Maybe the goddess is saving the best to last. My love.” This made Melissa smile. We all go outside and shift. Deke is a black wolf. I thought only Alpha’s were black wolves? Christina is a white wolf, like Pati. They are both big. But Diesel still looks down on them when he shifts.

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black, normally only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which most alphas don't have, her aura was normal and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos, so fragile. When I shift, I see Adonis cock his head to the side but he doesn't say anything. I'm the first to take off, Tamisra weaves in and out of the trees, wanting Adonis to chase her. He of course happily obliged. Predicable little alpha.

Aland held his injured left arm with his body mixed with sweat and forest soil. The black wolves returned to their human form. They were well-muscled men in their early 30s and with killer eyes. Jonea also noticed they had tribal tattoos on their backs. "Get out of the way!" threatened the black wolf. "Don't get in our way if you don't want to be last like your other friends in the warehouse." “Biggest?: hissed Jonea. "What have you done to him?" The black wolf groaned as it showed its rising dance at Jonea. He looked at the girl sharply. The black wolf was ready to jump at Jonea, but Aland stopped him.

Axel- Taking a step back, I looked at Stormie’s wolf form in complete shock. While I have heard of white wolves, it was rare to see one. Although she wasn’t purely white, the black markings on her fur were even more shocking. It has been over fifty years since a white wolf was spotted, but female wolves were never black. Even if they were born of an Alpha bloodline, only male Alpha wolves were black. It has been said that a white wolf is a child of the Goddess.