Golden Wolfish Novels & Stories

“I heard a baby crying as I passed by one of the burnt houses. There, under the boards, lay a bundle with a child. It was Yaroslava. I don't know what happened, but there was a dead man lying next to her. - Wait. Are you saying that a pack of wolves was attacked by people? “We haven’t found out for sure. In addition, at home, no traces of their stay were found anywhere else. But after she was with me, or rather with my mother, they began to encroach on me. Either the car's brakes fail, then the attack is in the evening. In general, I didn’t immediately connect it with the baby, but then ... I don’t know what happened, and why this someone needs her, but he’s definitely a werewolf, because a

His eyes darted through the moving mist. Suddenly, a flicker of motion flashed through my eyes. We both saw it from Afar. It was fast, graceful, and wild. At first, I thought it was the woods playing tricks again. But when the figure came closer, my heart stopped. It was a wolf. And it wasn't just any wolf. Her fur glowed faintly silver, her eyes a color I knew too well—liquid gold, fierce and soft all at once. My throat went dry and my knees nearly buckled.

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.

Vivenne replied, rolling her eyes. “Good to hear,” Alfred said. “Because if you were, my opinion of you was about to plummet.” Olivia couldn’t take her eyes off Jonathan. She’d never seen a wolf so big, and she’d definitely never seen one with golden fur. “Is he…is he a wolf of gold?” she stuttered. She thought Wolves of Gold were only fairy tales, legends in the werewolf world that likely never existed. But here was Jonathan, super-sized and donning golden fur.

A dense ring of werewolves tightened around the two wolves in the center. Both brown, powerful, they are frozen on opposite sides of the circle. Bending down, ready for the next jump, not taking their eyes off each other, they waited. The fact that there had already been clashes was indicated by the crimson fur on their skin. Each left a mark on his opponent. The snowy glade was covered with dark spots - bloody footprints. The werewolf with the yellow stripe on his skin was alert. His eye contact with the enemy was broken, and his gaze darted among the werewolves in search.

But to my surprise he almost laughs at my question as he simply answers, "She is a werewolf, my mate, my wife, a goddess and my future Luna." Elias smiles proudly as Chilli's wolf walks back towards him and hits him with her tail, "What?" He chuckles, looking down at her as he holds up his hands in defence, "you are," but his joyful expression subsides as Chilli shoots him a deadly look. "Okay, okay!' He gives into her before looking back to me and with a sigh, says, "Chilli is a red wolf."

I say before getting up from the table. I get up from the table placing my plate and glass cup in the sink. I turn to leave the kitchen and walk out the back door. I go behind a tree and strip my clothes off before shifting into my wolf. I shift and turn into my big light brown with dark hints of brown on the edges of my fur and big dark brown eyed wolf. My wolf's name is Zeus, I let Zeus take over and I retreat into the back of my mind clearing it letting Zeus run off stretching his legs into the moist grass and dirt.

The Frost Wolf and Golden knew nothing about that; the only goal of the Frost Wolf was to help Golden to become stronger and protect the little wolf. The little wolf was still too young even with a legacy it wouldn't be able to survive on its own, so the Frost Wolf chose Golden. Golden had avoided the bad part of the Frost Wolf Legacy thanks to the system, which changed the whole legacy to suit him the best. Originally, the legacy should have an ice perfect grade affinity, but the system converted it in water high-grade affinity. That way, Golden would have a very good affinity to any water spells, not only the ones in the ice section. For a Frost Wolf, that wouldn't be helpful because Frost

To the edge of her control. “We should expect visitors soon then,” Her father stated brightly. She flashed her teeth at him, elongated canines snapping against her straight teeth as her eyes flashed. Her beast just beneath the surface. Her father growled at her, snapping his head towards her as his eyes flashed to vivid gold. “I understand the wolf does not appreciate imposters but know your place. You doubt me in my old age,” He told her through sharpened teeth.