Rainbow Wolf Novels & Stories

We had the same blonde hair, same hazel eyes, and same heart-shaped face. But there was one thing different about us. Chloe had a wolf but I didn’t. That was the reason why I was nervous. I was about to be Luna but I still hadn’t discovered my wolf. As werewolves, on our 21st birthday, we discovered our wolves. But it had been two years since my 21st birthday and I still didn’t have a wolf. The worst part was that my twin sister discovered hers on our 21st birthday. I wondered if something was wrong with me or if I was cursed.

This led to a period of intense fighting and instability for wolves, making all wolves more vulnerable to attacks, both from wolves and other creatures. Nearly 40 years ago, the first red wolf, Raina, was born. The struggle of the red wolves continued after Raina shifted for the first time and her red wolf was finally known. The red wolf is very powerful and can control behaviors through emotions. They can feel the emotions of others. Raina, for example, can use her abilities to get someone to tell her the truth, an interesting skill to have during interrogations. This, however, also led to many power hungry creatures who wanted to use the red wolf’s powers for nefarious reasons.

Maven was by his side moments later, he was busy with his balms and ointments. Shani was helping him with the ingredients, while Rain was pacing himself back and forth. His eyes kept on changing colors. Shani looked at me watching the changes in Rain, then she explained to me. "His wolf is struggling from the inside, the red color eyes are his wolf's. He wants to resurface, but Rain is not letting him. He must've felt that it was his wolf's fault that Ranulf was hurt." She looked at him sadly.

Reluctantly I put my hand on Clayton’s shoulder to get his attention. Clayton turned around to meet my eyes. For those who hadn’t seen him angry before I had to admit it was a terrible sight. His rage filled eyes were a dark blood red colour. His inch and a half long fangs, that usually weren’t there, had grown in response to the emotionally charged situation. When he noticed it was me his eyes softened slightly. Alpha Clayton had both werewolf and vampire blood so his inner beast was a hybrid. So when he got pissed enough his wolf/ vampire would surface. As a result Alpha Clayton’s wolf Xavier was a bit different than most wolves. He was much more cruel.

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.

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.

I pushed her off, "come let's cook... And I don't wanna be mad at you. Right now I just wanna treat you right." "me too.. So, as we deal with a place that is raining wolves... no more fighting..?" "no more fighting.."

“I’m not sure, Alpha, they just keep coming.” Jonathan replied. Romero shifted as he ran towards the border. Aidrien was happy to be set free. Romero’s wolf was massive since he is an alpha. His fur was the color of an intense midnight black. He ran with all his might and howled to call the pack warriors to join him. He soon came upon the battle taking place and joined in the fight. He fought with a dark brown rouge that lunged at him. He got so focused on the battle as more and more kept coming that he actually started to enjoy it a little too much. ~back at the hospital~

The screams gave way to a low, continuous growl that vibrated through the very floor. Where Nate had been, a wolf now stood. It was the most beautiful and terrifying thing Kieran had ever seen. Its fur was a silky, shimmering midnight blue, a color Kieran had never seen in any wolf, ever. White wolves were rare, legends whispered about them. But blue? It was unprecedented, a color stolen from the deep night sky just before true darkness fell. Yet, this breathtaking beauty was marred, as if the transformation had been stopped midway. Jagged, pitch-black streaks, covered the entire left side of its powerful body, a stark, violent contrast to the luminous blue.