Jet Black Black Wolf Spider Novels & Stories

“He manifested when I was fourteen. I also discovered his name at about the same time, I was reading a book and the word just happened to jump out at me. “He’s a beautiful wolf. We don’t get a lot of Black wolves around here, mostly gray and white.” Howler preened in my head; our mate liking how we looked had my wolf side gloating. My wolf was raven black, the color of my hair with the tip of his tail having a little bit of grey, almost like someone had dipped it in paint. My eyes would take on more of a yellow color from my usual honey brown. True to comparison of others, we were just as big as any other alpha; standing as tall as a man.

My eyes widened as it finally dawned on me, the realization of a truth I ducked around so much, Asher Blackwood was a werewolf!! It wasn’t over. I tried to scream again as both werewolves lunged at each other. Alpha a ball of silver grey fur and the other, a ball of black. Their teeth bared, snarling and jaws locking in a defiant growl. This was a fight of death, and I was a human witness of it.

Nightshade black wolf, one of the rarest colors among Alpha wolves and possessed only by those who are stronger. Believe me, there isn’t a part of me that did not want to gawk at his wolf and all his goddess-damn glory, but the circumstances begged my attention. As the alpha, so did he. "What happened here?” His deep, inquisitive voice reverberated through the link, leaving Adeline and even me astonished momentarily. It wasn’t his voice that swept through me, but his wolf’s. It was deeper than Kaden’s, and I let myself wonder what his wolf’s personality like.

Jim's wolf once was black but has started to grey with age. Jace her brother and current Alpha was massive. He's even larger than Jake and black as coal. Micha was grey and white. Charlie’s wolf Rojo was red and white he kind of favored a fox but much larger and furrier. Kile’s wolf Major was also grey and white. Roman’s wolf Scout, was almost solid grey. "Is it me, or does your brother look like a wolf on steroids?" Zeus asked. "It's not you. He does." Winter replied.

His growl shook dust from stone. Midnight emerged from Jason like a star collapsing into shadow. Black fur. Not brown. Not dark grey. Black. Not the colour of fur, the absence of light. His eyes glowed bright gold. The pack gasped, a collective, instinctive bowing of heads. Because wolves that shade of black didn’t appear often. Only in alpha-born legacy lines older than recorded packs. Even Bernard took a breath. Midnight snarled, deep, resonant, ancient.

Maybe I had been running for an hour. ‘It seems safe now,’ I calculated, stopping for a moment to catch my breath. However, suddenly a large black shadow jumped and pinned me down with its four legs. I fell on my back, my four legs trapped under its paws. A wolf, twice as large as me, was growling angrily and happily above me. It wasn't Fenrir, Nyxon's wolf with its golden brown color. It was a wolf with a black color like the night, with a streak of red fur above its head, and I knew exactly who it was.

Ruby red eyes three of them came searching through the darkness. Taking all the full brunt of his attention, they moved like normal eyes melting from the shadows as three wolves stood in front of them. They were not massive like the size of a horse in fact they were normal other than the glowing eyes. The first two wolves had thick black coats, but one was clearly leaner while one had thick hunches and was pure muscle. Then there was the wolf to the right of the black hair wolves. The coat of this wolf was a deep brown almost black color with venomous green eyes that glitter in the light when the glowing began to fade away. “Jake Storm are you ready to die?” A thick husky voice filled the ai

She could feel the Alpha aura coming from him. And when she locked eyes with him she swallowed so hard. His eyes were pitch black and that was not a good sign from werewolves. His eyes were supposed to be yellow not black meaning he was angry and she had gotten on his bad side

However, his progress was halted when a massive wolf leapt in front of him, its jaws gaping and its eyes flashing with deadly intent. Alister's mind raced as he assessed the situation. The wolf was clearly a beta, but that didn't mean it wasn't a formidable opponent. Its black coat was mottled with patches of fiery red fur, which seemed to glow in the light of the moon. Alister could sense the raw power emanating from the creature, and he knew he would have to be quick and decisive if he wanted to take it down.

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?”