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The words struck somewhere deep, carving through the last remains of my pride. “No,” he continued, his voice colder now. “What you offer is nothing.” “Wait!” I gasped, shaking visibly now. My mind grabbed at anything, anything to save me. And then it came to me—my last, desperate card to play. “I have someone!” I shouted quickly. “An omega! A rare one! She’s different, special—she’s something no one else can offer you. Her power, her bloodline—if it’s what I think it is—she could be the White Wolf!”

I broke the seal, unfolded the letter, and began reading; “To Alpha Elian of Valenties, Congratulations on the awakening of your wolf. It is no small feat, and we honour it. We would be pleased to host you for dinner in the coming days, to share in your triumph. Please let us know when you’d like to grace us with your presence. Signed; Alpha Lukas Of Solana Pack.” I hadn’t been getting this much correspondence before I got my wolf. Sure, the neighboring packs respected Valenties and me as an alpha, but there has always been a bit of disconnect because I didn’t have a wolf. I also knew that it was a polite formality, yes, but also layered with politics. A dinner was never just a dinner when i

They didn't stop though, they kept riding hard on their horses away from the fortress. Just before they got to the Blade lake river, they heard the howl once more and a big black wolf leaped out of the woods, the wolf ripped off the head of one of the guards and disappeared into the woods again- leaving the guard headless on the floor with his horse running off into the dark. They didn't stop riding hard, they kept fleeing while shooting arrows in every direction- hoping to hit the strange beast with their arrows.

“ She was probably once a member of that pack. Their crest is embedded into the molecular thread work and items that have those are only issued to high ranking wolves.” “High ranking in what sense?” Something told me I wouldn't like the answer he gave, but I still wanted to know. “Soren, what are you saying?” “High ranking officers, royal wolves.” He trailed off, and just when I thought he wouldn't finish, he added. “The Alpha's mates.” No. No. This couldn't be. The words hit like a blade straight to the gut. I stared at the letter , at the confirmation id hoped not to see. Hunter's pack. Our enemy. The bastards who razed border towns and poisoned our river.

I caught her scent about further 100m away, behind a fountain. Her wolf emerged from the water. White, her wolf was white.Gorgeous.My wolf was Liam, her's was Ophelia, our wolves met, and seemed to like each other well. White is a very rare color, very few have them. Especially a female wolf being white. It was amazing since the white fur was given to the most powerful wolfs only, this is the first time I saw a she-wolf with white fur

Jane said without looking away. He dropped the phone back into his pocket. The direwolf’s ears flicked toward her voice. Lips peeled back. Too many teeth. It jumped over the barrier and stood on all four in front of Jane. “You,” it growled, sound grinding through its chest. “The one they call… the White Wolf.” Jane slid the pack from her shoulders. The collapsible baton snapped down her palm with a clean mechanical hiss. “I am so tired of that ‘White Wolf’ crap.”

"The System is trying to 'Auto-Fill' the empty Alpha slot with a 'Default-Setting'." The white wolf didn't howl. It spoke—in a voice that sounded like a thousand voices layered over each other. "**[QUERY: WHY IS THE ASSET OUT OF THE POD?]**" Behind the white wolf, ten more stepped out of the shadows. An entire "Default Pack," sent by the "Universal Underwriters" to reclaim the "Silver Moon" territory. "They don't want to 'Re-Boot' us," I realized, my claws sliding out. "They want to **'Replace'** us. They're trying to prove that the 'Originals' are obsolete."

The human figure was shown in a cage. Ethan was trembling against her, but not from pain. He was humming, a low, resonating note that seemed to vibrate in Tess’s teeth. “It’s a lament,” he whispered. “A song of betrayal.” The final panels were the largest, taking up the entire back wall. They showed the human figure again, but changed. It was merging with a magnificent wolf with lines carved to suggest a white, glowing pelt. The White Wolf. It stood over the cave entrance, howling. And from its mouth flowed not sound, but lines that connected to the hearts of all the wolves around it, pacifying them, uniting them.

My wolf won’t have this! ^~^

King of the Wolves is able to connect to every wolf with his mind. His aura is strong enough to feel from long distances. The White Wolf is the largest and strongest wolf in known history. The King has accelerated healing capabilities and can only be killed by a pure silver stake to the heart. There have only been a handful of White Wolves , most are born in times of war or disharmony between the werewolf communities’. I had always wondered why I was born in this time, I knew there had been some trouble in our pack but nothing that would require a King. Perhaps something else was coming that I had to stop. Seeing how powerful the special wolves were made me nervous about my wolf though, esp