Golden Retriever Wolf Mix Novels & Stories

He’d saved me, turning into a monstrous, beautiful wolf to rip the man apart. I was grateful and relieved he saved me, but the sudden lust that filled me followed by the anger that I couldn’t escape him even in my dreams, made me confused. All I had been able to do was stare. His wolf wasn’t a typical wolf. It reminded me of a blue merle Australian Shepherd, but it was definitely a wolf. Its face mask was black, with stripes down his muzzle and cheek bones, while alternating patches of black, white, and grey littered the rest of its body. The only brown was a light brown and it was on his paws and heels like socks. Even covered in blood, his wolf’s beauty was entrancing.

"Nothing you don't want to happen." He leaned up and looked into her eyes and saw a small twinkle. Before he could do anything else, she climbed out from under him and kept walking. He shook his head and followed and out of the jungle, stood a large house. It was three floors with porches wrapped on each one. Solid white with swings in the front and a few dogs laying near the door. She walked up and they barked and wagged when they saw her. When they saw him, all three wolves growled in his direction. They took a few steps forward and she whistled and they returned to laying down. She waved for him to come on and they walked inside. Inside, it looked like an English estate. She walked in and

“Here! With what you told me it sounds like she might be a Bond mender.” She points to the details beautifully written in script and we lean forward to read it. 'Wolves blessed with bond mender abilities are able to see, feel and mend clan and pack bonds. They are able to command and control packs with the power of their roar, their wolfen form rivals an Alpha size and agility. Though not naturally aggressive, when the bond mender is threatened or in extreme duress, they can force submission through a powerful wolf call that will force all wolves in front of them to submit. The call can be seen with a specific colour, green for mending, yellow for warning and red for a bond rending. The warn

Cold anger filled her gaze at me. “Why do you have my wolf”

Her eyes met mine and before I could say something to soothe her pain, she shifted into her wolf. Before me was a wolf with golden fur, her eyes were black and her scent was fucking insane. How the hell was a golden wolf possible?

It’s eyes—a mix of amber and gold. My wolf's head shifted to the front to see Healer Aric’s wolf. He has a regal air. With a fur that seems to ripple like liquid silver under the moon's watchful gaze, his eyes are a blend of amber and gold, reflecting fierce loyalty. My warrior wolves, with their fierce and unwavering gaze like molten gold burning with determination, fixed their eyes on me as we walked silently through the woods. The intensity in their eyes speaks of deep-rooted loyalty and an unyielding spirit, ready to defend their pack at any cost.

I remember crying because of the bullies who made me feel like I didn’t belong. I remember seeing my reflection in the water. Seeing my wolf and thinking it was the Goddess visiting me. “Gypsy” My wolf’s name is Gypsy. Her fur is pure copper red in color. I saw it in the water that day and it looked like thunderous fire from the skies and like nothing I’ve ever seen before.

Then the golden wolf sauntered off to the beautiful brown wolf who stood amongst the waiting wolves. The brown wolf couldn’t stop her whimpering sounds. Troy was pretty sure his mother would have been in tears had she been in human form. Gloria gave her son a proper tongue-bath, whimpering the entire time. The golden wolf stood still as his mother worked on him, whimpering intermittently too. All the other wolves, including the alpha, stood quietly as Gloria got acquainted with her son’s wolf.

As she was confused, suddenly a rustling sound came. Everyone looked at the place where the sound came; another pair of eyes with honey mixed with golden tints. 'Where did I see this pair of eyes' When that wolf came to light Bella, saw a little bit lighter black color, which almost passed like a gray-colored wolf with honey-colored eyes which held golden tints. She wonders why these wolves have strange eyes, who have the golden color in their eyes. Bella thought to herself, but she couldn't think where she saw this pair of eyes, no matter how much thought, she couldn't remember, so she just stopped trying to remember.

They were also a little larger than most Alpha heirs. They both observed each other before she nuzzled his neck. It was remarkable that they shifted on their birthdays. It made this day even more special. “Who are we welcoming into our family?” I asked them as I walked over to them and ran my fingers through their fur. Mia’s wolf, Dakota, was gorgeous. There was a golden hue to her fur, which matched the golden eyes that she had. It would appear that she took after the Sol side of things. Hunter, Emerson’s wolf, was pure white except for a golden patch on his chest that looked like a crescent moon.