Red And Wolf Novels & Stories

“Hahh '' Sarah gasps, holding her hands over her mouth as she hides and tucks herself further into the bosom of the tall grasses trying hard not to be seen. Behind Clair and her men stood a big Red wolf with deep blue eyes and dazzling sparkles. Her spotted tail of blue and red made her even more unique. “Come on Clair, let's see just how good of a runner you are '' the wolf cracked up slowly moving towards the little crowd which stood frozen to their spot. Clair Anderson stared at the mighty wolf who was twice her wolf's size. “An alpha” the rogues whispered, trembling their legs, not ready to make a run from it. “How can it be….you're not from around here” Clair Anderson tried to persuade

Lucian could feel what Raya was before I could, that’s for sure. Two wolves appeared before us within minutes. One was decently large, who I recognized as the Beta wolf. His rusted color fur shagged around his massive figure as he sat at my height. The other wolf was smaller, about Raya’s height, sitting down. His fur was a deep red with naturally orange highlights that made his fur have the same appearance as that of a burning flame.

MITCH CHESTER THE BOOK WAS boring as fuck. And that was even an understatement. He could feel his eyes closing as he read line after line. He knew more things now than he wanted to, but not what was necessary. He never knew that Anna's great grandmother was a red wolf. Red wolves were extremely rare, and came only once or twice in a century. Some packs and tribes believed that they had some superstitious powers, but nothing had been proven yet. Most people just took it as a mutation of some sort - just like albinism was to humans.

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.

Hurling voices came forth, pouncing paws on the ground as creatures with a red hinted color hit the speeding vehicle, their eyes crazed like predators as they attacked. I tried to understand what I was watching. “You mean to say you were attacked by these creatures? They looked like rogues,” I jotted, although I couldn’t see them clearly. “Not at all,” Wilson corrected. “These wolves exhibit similar traits of crimson wolves... but they lack the distinctive red coloration.” “What madness are you insinuating, Sir Wilson?” I lashed out, anger suddenly flaring within me.

I confessed to her. “What if I lose control? What if I hurt you?” I asked her, showing her my deepest and darkest fears. Reese reached out, her hand finding mine and holding it tightly. “Caleb, I know deep in my heart that your wolf would never intentionally hurt me. The bond we share is built on love and trust. I believe that your wolf, just like you, wants to protect me, not harm me.” My gaze softened while my grip on her hand tightened. I had always been drawn to Reese’s unwavering strength, but now, in this moment, I marveled at the depth of her understanding and compassion.

My wolf had known. I walked to the edge. I looked down. And I stopped breathing. The wolf looking back at me from the water's surface was not grey. It was not brown or black or any of the colours I had seen on every wolf I had ever known. It was not even the dark auburn I might have expected from the red tones in my hair. It was crimson.

She didn’t want to bother you. “I think pretty good? I had a dream that the white wolf came and lay with me. Other than that, no dreams.” “I don’t think that was a dream, Danni…” Luka’s Voice Trailed off. “What?” I asked him. Why wouldn’t that be a dream? It had to be. It made no sense. How could I talk to a wolf? Then it hit me. I saw and spoke to the black wolf that showed up in my dream that one time. “Wait…” I began to put together a puzzle I had no idea was apart in my life. “The white wolf is real…? Like the black wolf is?” I said it as if it were a question. Luka didn’t answer me as I worked through this. “They can both speak to us?” I mused out. Then I remembered what the black wolf

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.

, they thought. When the fire stopped burning, they moved closer carefully to confirm if their enemy was dead but instead of seeing the ashes of a defeated enemy, they saw a giant grey wolf standing in the midst of the smoke and dust, the iron cage reduced to nothing all around him. Whatever the humanity left in Iron bath was locked away deep down his soul, the only thing left was hunger and a burning desire for carnage.