Red Eyes Wolf Novels & Stories

The wood splintered and flew across the room, and standing in the doorway was the largest wolf I'd ever seen. It was massive, easily the size of a small horse, with midnight black fur that seemed to absorb the light around it. But what made my blood run cold were its eyes or rather, the distinctive red circles painted around them, like war paint or ritual markings. The wolf's gaze moved from Nathan to me, then back to Nathan again. Its lips pulled back in what might have been a snarl or a grin, revealing teeth that looked more like daggers than anything natural. Behind it, seven more wolves filed into the room, each one nearly as large as the first. All of them bore the same red circles arou

Our blue eyes were another unusual feature. All wolves either had green, brown, or hazel eyes. But my eyes were as bright as the sky, and often I lied about the green that wasn't there. If any of these warriors spoke of my wolf, I'm sure there would be problems. The Grand Alpha was still wanted; most wanted to kill him over his strength. I never understood the reasons.

I nodded and let her proceed. “Meeting our wolves, our eyes began to change colors from golden yellows to blues, greens, and red ones. It tells us what type of wolves we had; beta, theta, or gamma since the rest will still be golden yellow.” She continued as she rubbed her arms since the air around the hilltop was getting colder but she was keeping me warm. Werewolves were indeed warm. “But rogues and nomads have their eyes red,” I stated what I’d noticed before when they attacked the town, and I'm still not over the horrifying fangs that were about to eat me alive if Hayden didn’t save me in time.

But when she realized that she won't get any further clarifications, she put that question aside and raised a new one. "Why is my wolf's fur blood red? It's not normal for a wolf to have a that color fur coat, and also her eyes... they are blue... It's the normality for a wolf to get the same eye color as its humans'... But Deya is different... Why?"

However, my wolf could hear her weakening heartbeats and breathing. "Nathan... Is that you?" he said in a faint tone. "Yes, dad. It's me..." I cut off my words, completely stunned and dumbfounded. "What's wrong with your eyes?" Then I deliberately dragged my glimpse to Vladimir's spot and found the same thing. Both of them were alphas of their respective packs. And the last thing I remembered is that they both have reddish-brown eyes. But from where my wolf is standing, both of them were already carrying and displaying glimmering cold yellow.

Drake looked up and looked at her and saw the questions across our face. "So I have a theory. I believe that we can tell which wolf belongs to which alpha by their eye color when they are in wolf form. The Red Wood pack I think has red eyes while they are in wolf form. The Red Wood pack is one of the larger ones that takes up the most of this territory here and the other larger one I believe is called the Cross River pack and their eyes are blue. There's another pack called The Moonlight pack and I believe their eye color is yellow and lastly The Black Sand pack their eyes are green. "

I scream at her but she doesn’t move, and doesn’t take her eyes off the wolf either. That’s when I feel it, there’s something holding her back. “What is it, girl?” “This wolf…it’s…” “It’s what?” I ask but Ida doesn’t finish her sentence. I study the wolf and notice that its eyes are not red (a symbol of a rogue wolf) so it isn’t a rogue or evil wolf but its eyes are unique. They are of different colours. One is a deep green and the other, the colour of a storm cloud –grey. This wolf feels strangely familiar to me though.

He still did not understand his wolf when it came to Adrienne and her wolf. Her eyes opened and stared straight into Kincaid's. He noted that it was also of a weird color. She had the normal eyes of a regular wolf which was golden yellow, but there was a red swirl in it. Like there was blood in her iris... or she was from a distant alpha lineage. Her eyes flickered as she became fully conscious. Kincaid's eyes jumped to her full, succulent lips. He restrained himself from leaning closer by a fraction and taking them in his. "I accept," he managed to mutter. Their eyes locked in that position and they remained like that for a few seconds.

Cherish’s face quickly screws up in confusion but I know what I saw. Her iris, normally a pale sky blue, constantly drawing my vision to bathe in the soft pools of colour had pink flecks. Glinting shards, resembling the beauty of a shattered amethyst. There is no way for a human to produce such an effect, it is the spirit of one’s wolf. I know my own eyes have a strong gold tinge to them. Lust, passion and anger, all call a wolf to the fore.

ESTELLE "Green... Green eyes?" I stared at this black beast in shock. A wolf with Green eyes? How's this possible? Wolves can only have red, yellow, gold, and blue eyes. Since when did wolves have green eyes?! This beast came crawling towards me in stilth mode, growling with those green eyes flashing straight at me. "No, this can't be real. I must be seeing things. Yes, I'm imagining things, " I believed, trying to get myself out of the stream of fear I was swimming in already.