Pure White Wolf Novels & Stories

My heart skipped a beat as I took in the sight of the large, ethereal wolf standing there, its form shimmering like moonlight reflected on water. The wolf’s fur was a pure, radiant white, almost too bright to look at directly. As I watched, tiny points of light floated off its body, like stars falling from the night sky, only to merge back into its form moments later. It was as if the wolf was made entirely of light, a creature of pure energy and power.

And when I saw the end of the corridor, I could always recall in a trance that the sound of Hannah running by joyfully with carrying the hem of her skirt in the past. She was also a noble Alpha, just like me. The wolf awakened inside her was the white wolf with the purest blood. And I have seen its appearance. The snow-white fur symbolizing the purity of its blood - It was very rare. Also it had been a long time since there had been a white wolf without any other color's fur. Hannah was the purest person in the world, just like the white wolf inside her body, Monica. She had beautiful blonde hair, charming features, and a pair of charming blue eyes. She was extremely like our mother's appear

“The instability, the memory inconsistencies and her connection to the past. It’s all a liability, and that Is the last thing we can afford right now.” “Our proposal is simple.” The third, lady Mara, lifted a thin parchment. “We employ one of three solutions, a memory suppression, retraining, or a full binding ritual to neutralize her wolf entirely.” I held their gazes, every word scraping across my chest, and I hated how it was becoming harder to hold back my emotions by the minute. “Neutralize,” I repeated quietly. “You want to strip her will.” “We want to protect the pack,” Harrow countered, smiling as though that made it sound noble. “She’s unpredictable, and unpredictable wolves break t

I opened my eyes seeing everything clearer now, none of it hurt, I guess Ivy’s witchy potion really did work. I moved around a little still shaky on my legs as I still wasn’t used to this. I turned to see my mates staring at me with their mouths hanging open. After a few moments Axel spoke first. “You are the most prettiest wolf I’ve ever seen in my whole life.” Axel said running his hands through my soft white coat. I could still feel the sparks even in this form leaving me and my wolf happy. “You really are a white wolf.” Felix said under his breath.

As the final transformation took place, I slowly stood to my feet. I watched in awe as Jessica’s wolf shook out her gorgeous pure white fur. She was larger than an average female, and as I suspected she was special. White wolves were rare, and they were a symbol of purity and protection. They were known to be good luck for the pack who has a white wolf within its pack.

Tyre and I were eager to see what hers would look like. She pointed to the one in the Alpha’s spot at the head of a pack. Her wolf was positively stunning. She was a massive pure white wolf with cobalt blue eyes. Her size rivaled some Alpha wolves. Tyre internally growled an approval. She already had him wrapped around her paw. “Is she really that big?” I asked, looking closer. I could not wait to see her in person.

He needed to be near her. Liv sucked in a breath when she saw the wolf slowly step from the trees. Damn! Apparently, she hadn't been dreaming. It was the same giant, white wolf with the ice blue eyes. She stood stock still watching the animal. He was simply stunning, like no other wolf she had ever seen. Pure white wolves were rare as their color made them easy to spot and they were often killed as pups. She didn't think she'd ever seen one in the wild. He wasn't albino though. He had black tips to his ears and his tail and an interesting pattern of swirls across his chest. Those intense blue eyes locked on hers as if he was trying to make up his mind about something. Instead of attacking or

I'd seen partial shifts from her — the eyes, the nails, the edge of something large — but this was the full thing for the first time, and even knowing it was coming, even feeling it through the bond in the moment it started, I was not prepared. White wolf. Rare — true white omega, something that hadn't been recorded in this pack's lineage for three generations. Red paws: the four feet, the same red-auburn as her hair, distinct and impossible and completely, unmistakably hers. She sat in front of the Elder Council as a white wolf with red paws, and she looked at them, and they looked at her, and the six enforcers took a step backward that was not voluntary. I shifted beside her.

Kaiser explained and I frowned. " Is that true? But why is it different from other wolves? It is only born once in a hundred years. Why is it not the same for the rest of the wolves?" I questioned. " That's because the White Wolf has the ability to perform miracles. It can bring back a dead Wolf but for each choice against the nature it makes, it has to sacrifice something. Its powers are the purest and over centuries, people have always coveted having those powers . When a White Wolf shifts for the first time, nature announces its arrival. It also emits a special scent which attracts enemies. " Kaiser explained and I felt like I was floating in the sea of knowledge.