Pale Wolf Novels & Stories

She lifted her face to the sky and called for her mate. Trentity wolves have a light greyish fur with black tips on their paws, ears, and nose. Usually, the wolf and human share the same color eyes. Another tell-tale sign of what we are, as if it were necessary. Within a few moments, an enormous reddish-brown wolf with yellow glowing eyes was in front of us. Roxy moved closer and rubbed her body against Rafe's side.

I asked him, smirking. “Thats how I want everyone who has ever bullied me to feel. I want them to look upon my beautiful white wolf and tremble in fear.” I told him, recalling how Jarvis had white furs when I looked at my paws. I knew mom and Ariana has grey wolves. It’ll be amazing when they find out that mine is pure and absolutely stunning. I have a rare wolf, it’s called the wolf of the moon goddess, and she is so beautiful.

A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals. ***

“I saw four huge wolves and one massive looking one” “Did anything stand out among the wolves? Like color?” Nodding his head does Tori move to speak again. “Yeah. The wolves in question looked a lot like you, Jake and Alex.” “Me?” I ask, wanting to make sure that I heard him correctly. Nodding his head again does Tori move to continue. “Yeah. As one of the wolves was completely black. Kind of like Vox. Another wolf was reddish brown which reminded me of Ash and the third one was gray like Volt. The only wolf I couldn’t pinpoint among the four was the one that was black and had white paws.”

The stone beneath the pedestal exploded upward in a spray of razor-sharp shards. From the black void beneath the floor, they emerged. Pale Wolves. They weren't the sleek, noble Lycans of the North. These were monstrous, ancient things. Their fur was the color of bone, matted with cave-dirt and old blood. Their eyes were milky, blind voids that saw through scent and heat. They were twice the size of a standard Alpha, their limbs elongated and twisted, their claws carving deep furrows into the obsidian as they hauled themselves into the light.

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.

Puffs of steam from our breath dissipated into the icy air. The big black wolf came to a slow stop with the white wolf and was shortly greeted by The most unique, and dare I say handsome colored wolf I had seen. A rare mutation of chimera coloring. One half of the wolf was a dark brown, almost black. The other half is not quite silver like King Kellen’s but more blue but also just as big as the Kings. Like two sides of a coin. The same but not. The wolf's eyes shone a golden color, piercing and dangerous.

Their gazes meet, and something silent passes between them. Kian’s agitation fades just a little. He growls, then stomps off across the grass. Frost inclines his head for me to follow. “We are wolves,” he says, falling into step beside me—close, but not close enough for my wolf to lose her mind. “But not normal wolves,” I clarify. Malix laughs from Frost’s other side. “What the hell is a ‘normal’ wolf?” “Canis lupus,” Frost replies evenly. “Commonly known as the gray wolf, or the timber wolf. A member of the Canidae family that occupies much of the northern hemisphere.”

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

From what we could hear, they were not on the landing so we quietly snuck a quick glance. There were about five people there lingering down to the right of the landing, I could sense that they were all nervous from their thoughts. They didn't seem to be anything special and I easily noticed that they were vampires by the pale skin they each had while also holding onto their human eyes. To the left stood four more, but these seemed far more firm in their thoughts. These four were obviously Ancient Ones by the strange red eyes and pale skin. Though they seemed as young as I was, however, that didn't mean anything at all.