Novel & Cerita Real Wolf Ears

I could not help but recognize her, although I had never seen Leah the she-wolf. Black, small female with silver-tipped tail and ears. And the ears are a feast for the eyes, as if sprinkled with silver paint. Leah my! I ran, pursued with the thought: how could I not understand, not smell for so long. Now the outskirts of the forest, the she-wolf quickly crossed the edge, and at full speed rushed to the familiar house, disappeared around the corner. Having run the last meters, returning his human form on the move, he ran up the steps of the porch and slowly walked through the open doors and slowly entered the room, where the she-wolf crouched down and bared her teeth, whipping her sides in ir

My eyes were glowing violet, I tilted my head to see the mark behind my ear. It was 3 interlocking triangles. My wolf sight was still adjusting but it looked like the valknut symbol. I shook and my fur covered the marking. I turned to face Lex and Randolph, nuzzling my head back and forth between the two. They each nipped at my fur before lowering their head to the ground bowing in wolf form. At the same moment, the whole pack of wolves surrounding me followed their lead. There was a light purple glow coming from behind Lex and Randolph’s ears. When it faded the same glow came from the rest of the pack. There were a few surprised whimpers as the magic burned their skin.

The sleet hissed against his bare, blood-streaked chest, turning to tiny wisps of steam as his aura flared with a low, dangerous rumble. "They smell blood," Eldrick growled, his golden eyes sweeping the timberline. "They want to see if the rumors of the Blackthorn Alpha are true." A low, guttural snarl broke from the thickets on our right. A massive, charcoal-coated wolf, easily the size of a warhorse, its left ear torn to a jagged stump, stepped out onto the frozen mud of the path. Bone-white scars crisscrossed its snout, and its pale yellow eyes held zero fear.

“I’m not imagining this, right?” My eyelids fluttered rapidly as I stared out the windshield of James’ car. Even through the heavily tinted windows, I could see two massive creatures perched in front of a large, opened gate. The one on the right looked similar to a husky. Its fur was pale grey with patches of darker black coating its back. He had icy blue eyes that were almost white, and I couldn’t peel my eyes away. The one on the right was a larger, chocolate brown colored wolf with yellow eyes.

One has blue, the other has purple and the last, who is staring at me, is blue. In the middle, a man pooling in blood appeared on my sight. The beast with purple eyes is clamping the man’s leg with its teeth, clawing off the skin. There are horrific wounds on the skin of his scalp and one of his ears was torn off. His horrific wounds included the skin on his scalp, back and buttocks being ripped away while one of his ears was also torn off. The man’s other leg is missing, and I found it on the mouth of the wolf with red eyes.

heard my wolf’s voice, and I gulped hard before heading towards the lake. “Why are they reacting like this, Xela? Is something wrong with our wolf?” I voiced my fear, and she shook her head in no. “Then what the hell are they doing?” I asked and looked at my reflection in the lake water. A magnificent white wolf was present in the reflection, and I almost gasped in surprise. My wolf also has heterchromic eyes like me. One silver and one golden, and a crescent was present on our forehead, right in the center.

“How about you? How is training going?” I smiled at her. “It is going well. I have been meeting with Raina every morning and then with Cammie in the evening. I have also been spending a lot of time with Talia and Vivian, since they are so close to my age.” I shrugged, pulling my long hair back into a high ponytail. My hair was a bright, deep red, just like every other red wolf. Although any she-wolf could have red hair, it was the color of our wolves that set us apart. Our wolves were a deep red. Some wolves were an orangish color, but ours were different. And beautiful. Harley played mindlessly with my hair. “Everything okay?” I asked, sensing that something didn’t feel right.

He was terrified. Suddenly, the bushes at the edge of the clearing rustled violently, and Alpha Rollins burst through, his massive wolf form emerging from the shadows. His fur was a dark, almost black, shade of brown that blended with his eyes color. His eyes, glowing a fierce amber, were locked onto the rogues, blazing with fury. Rollins was enormous, even for a wolf—his powerful muscles rippling under his fur, his sharp teeth bared in a vicious snarl.

My teeth sink into the ear of the nearest rogue, a brown wolf with shaggy and extremely thick fur. It’s like biting into heavy wool yet it’s no match for my teeth. There’s a yelp of pain as the rogue tears away, shaking me loose. I slam into the wolf and hear the whoosh of wind being knocked from his lungs.

She was restless for the last hour. I reached the middle of the forest when suddenly a white wolf came out of the trees and stood in front of me. The wolf was large, his fur was shining under the moonlight and his aura was powerful. He didn't seem like a rogue as his eyes weren't red. Usually rogues have red eyes while he had grey. Red eyes is a sign that their wolves have complete control over them. Maybe he wasn't a rogue for too long or he was just a wolf that got lost. What is certain is that the color of his fur is very rare! This color was not prevalent around here.