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’ A fiery smile erupted on the corner of her lips; I was holding my breath while listening. ‘In that letter she had mentioned the name she gave to this child, Willow, this name was chosen by her mother, and it was meant for her to read when she becomes young. Willow, she is the child of a witch and a werewolf, her mother had a realtion with her father and they always met in human territory, they liked each other but weren’t ready to accept a child in their life because of what they were. However, one day her mother learnt about her pregnancy and informed her father, who instantly refused to accept the child.’ She was lost in those days.

she repeats, pointin’ at me. I frown, tryin’ to figure out what she means. “Nevuik?” I echo back. She nods enthusiastically. “Drifting snow.” I blink, glancin’ at Chet as realization dawns. “They’re callin’ me driftin’ snow?” The girl smiles, noddin’. “White wolf. Snow.” Chet smirks slightly. “Fitting.” As we continue through the settlement, I spot the elder—the man who took Robert in and made sure he was safe. Feelin’ the weight of his kindness, I know I need to thank him proper.

I said. “That’s right— please give me a name, master.” “Hmm… how about Asha? It means ‘life and hope’, after all, you are the one leading your leap.” Snow Leopard Queen then lowers her head. “The Queen of Snow Leopard, Asha, hereby pledge her life and soul to— come to think of it, what’s your name, master?” She said while lifting her head. "“”……!“”" They seemed surprised to not know my name.

“The dog will be fine. We need to give him a name, though. We can't keep calling him 'Dog'.” “Olaf,” Iris said, scooting across the seat. Nicola helped her out of the car. “So do you want to name the doggie Olaf… Like the snowman from Frozen, right?” Nicola asked. Iris nodded. “Because the doggie is white… and funny.” “Okay, Olaf it is then,” Nicola agreed. “Now, we need to take Olaf to the backyard.” “No, in the house,” Iris muttered. Exactly like she thought… Nicola groaned inwardly. Cursing Blake, she squatted down in front of Iris.

Someone must have tried to attack him and he came here in search of security. "You don't have to be scared now. I will take care of you." Aurora said. "But what should I name you?" She thought about it. She looked at his fur which was white as snow. There was no spot on his fur. "Snow! I will call you snow from now." She said and a giggle escaped her lips when snow snuggled in her chest. Just then she heard three earth shattering growls which was enough to scare anyone. It made her flinch in fear and fill her heart with terror.

he states confidently. I sigh with relief. This is going way easier than I thought. I thank the Moon Goddess for Jace, I was already preparing for his anger and disappointment. “But Enrick, you do know that white wolves are emissaries from Selene? They are often top rankings or wolves on a special mission.” Jace is no longer smiling, his face is serious, he is now totally my Beta and protector of the pack. “She was paired to you by the Moon Goddess?” he asks for confirmation. I nod in agreement.

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

Lorenzo sat, leaning forward with his head in his hands. “What the hell is going on?” he finally asked. Drew glanced at Arla, silently signalling her to take the lead. He knew Lorenzo would not be happy, but it was going to be a hell of a lot better coming from her. Reluctantly, she nodded. “White knight,” she mumbled, trying to get more information from Maeve. “White knight?” he replied, confusion swirling before he finally recalled where he’d heard the term before. “Granny lent me some books on white wolves. There was something in one of them about knights, I can’t remember all of it though. Your wolves are connected?”

Tross said, a note of apprehension in his voice that I didn’t miss. I thought about it, “While Snow rings true to her looks, she’s much less delicate. No, she’s a fierce and powerful being. She should have a name that encapsulates that, but also remains true to her original name… How about Nivara?” I asked the mare, leaning down and patting her thick neck lovingly.

I wasn’t sure but it seemed like a female. “I think it is”. I answered. She nodded. “What are you going to name her?”. She asked again. I hadn’t thought of a name for her, my mind had been too occupied I suppose. I stared down at her, she was curled like a ball on my lap, and it was sparkling white like snow, I had the perfect name for her. “Snowball”. I said. She cringed slightly. “Sounds great honey”. She said with a saccharine sweetness that sickened me. “But shouldn’t you name her something elegant, like Claudia, Celia, you know”.