Real Wolf Ears Novels & Stories

Elijah and Rhiannon looked up at each other, confused at what they had just seen. "You're a scientist, aren't you?" Elijah asked, his gaze calculating. Rhia's lips trembled, "You...saw something? What did you see?" His eyes narrowed, "What did YOU see?" Rhia recoiled at the thought of the memory. She felt a little dizzy, but kept her stern eyes on him. Rogues had torn her apart during the last seconds of her life, and she had just seen one in her memory. A Red wolf. Wolves with red fur are said to be even rarer than those with white fur.

He said with his eyebrow cocked. "Of course I am. I am majoring in Werewolf Genetics." I mumbled with a lazy eyeroll. What did this guy take me for? "However you can tell Superior Wolves by their eye colour which ranges from midnight blue to bright blue.'' He began once more, I hummed lazily as I half listened to whatever it was Earl was going on about. My eyes fluttered shut, the pain leaving my body. ''The brighter the eyes, the higher and stronger the power. Your wolf has azure coloured eyes right?'' He asked and I agreed with another lazy hum. ''Is your wolf's name Terror?''

Dozens of them. One huge gray wolf looked up, yellow eyes glowing. He stared straight at my window and he howled. The sound cut through me then the glass in front of me shattered. A rogue wolf crashed through, landing in the middle of the room. He shifted revealing a tall man with a torn ear and yellow eyes stood naked in the broken glass. He smiled. “Hello, We’ve been looking for you,” he growled and then he lunged.

I felt him before I heard him, but the deep growl had way more impact on me than the warmth he imparted. I opened my eyes to see him for the first time. His snow-like fur had streaks of grey in it. He didn't look anywhere near as menacing as the other wolf with one ear completely flopped forward. It gave him an odd look, but one glance at his teeth and you couldn't even consider him to be cute. His eyes were so similar to the other wolf, but there was something slight in them that set him apart. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was something.

Every time my eyes landed on those uneven ears and the rough little paws, memories came rushing back whether I wanted them or not. **** "You are making them backwards," I scolded him with a smile. Kael frowned down at the block of pine in his hands, his tongue sticking out a little the way it always did when he was concentrating hard. "Wolves do not have backwards ears, Eirlys. Everyone knows that." "They do when you carve them like that," I said, trying not to laugh. He looked up at me with an offended expression that only made him look more adorable. "Excuse you. This is art. Real art."

Rubbing my eyes, trying to get them to focus, I began to look around wondering if my mind had been playing tricks on me hearing the growl, but then my eyes spotted him. Slowly, trying to not make any sudden movement to scare him away, I push up from Easton’s chest, moving to an upright position, staring at Urijah’s wolf staring back at me. Urijah’s wolf’s eyes were looking directly at mine, but as Easton followed suit sitting up, his eyes moved to Easton, and Urijah’s wolf’s demeanor changed within a blink of an eye, as he let out a possessive growl that shook the ground beneath us.

Tears rolled down his face. The ring of wolves around him glanced at each other and moved in closer. A black wolf with a notched ear cocked his head, moved forward slowly and used his nose to push the rogue onto his back. He growled when the Beta didn't move fast enough. The black wolf stared at the his eyes. He looked away and laid on his back, pulling his head back to bare his throat. The black wolf opened his mouth and held the male by the neck. He growled and bit down enough to keep hold and shook his prey who remained absolutely still.

' My wolf said and imitated gagging noises. I stopped running, Eckley ran to the end of the block and turned around and sat down. I walked over to him. "So you think it's funny that Carson can't catch me?" Eckley barked and smiled. "I think it's funny that a wolf can smile." I reached out and touched his fur. He pressed his head into my hand. I rubbed him behind his ears. "I shouldn't treat you like a pet dog, but your fur is really soft."

but that’s not what I worry about them as time passes the pair of green eyes gets double and then triple and starts to increase rapidly and they start to surround me from all sides the red eyes I saw at first are nowhere present. I stand there with my feet’s rooted to that spot as I stare into those eyes. They are sharp and calculating and I see the creature starts to move towards me slowly from the dark. When it comes into my sight of vision I see a big wolf coming into my view. It has black and Gary fur, Its eyes have a hostile look as it stares at me, Its teeth are sharp and I can see the saliva is dripping from the corner of its mouth. An angry growl rips from its mouth and it launches i

"Okay. Let's just... let's think about this logically." He perked up at the sound of my voice, ears— no, not ears, he didn't have wolf ears anymore, but his whole body oriented toward me the same way. "Evidence," I continued, my voice shaking only a little. "Evidence that you are, in fact, my wolf. One: the eyes. Gold. Definitely not normal human eye color. Two: the hair." I gestured vaguely at the dark red mess around his face. "Same color as his— your — fur. Three: you're acting like him. The whining. The slow blink. The making-yourself-small thing."