The White Fang Of The Leaf Novels & Stories

‘Nope’ I yelled back, my eyes not leaving the sight of books, I walked past but then stopped, something grazed from my fingers, I stepped back and tried to find what it was, it felt like something pricked on my finger. ‘I felt too, something very strong touched me’ Irene mumbled, my eyes anxiously looking for it again when they locked at one book. ‘Legacy of White Wolf’ I quietly murmured those words and water gathered in my eyes as if something stung into it. The emotions right now were foreign, I was unable to understand them, but they were overwhelming. My hand was tracing the title.

In my state of utter depletion, I forced myself to believe that everything crazy about tonight—from the solid chest that appeared in front of the truck to the wolf ears in the mirror—was nothing more than a toxic hallucination. On the borderline between consciousness and coma, I faintly felt the warmth of Nanny’s hand as she pulled up the blanket for me. The room sank into a quiet darkness, but amidst the rumbling thunder outside the window, a whispering voice, trembling and laced with dread, slipped into my fracturing subconscious: "The late Madame's seal... has finally broken. The legendary White Wolf bloodline can no longer be hidden..." The sharp creak of the medical kit being tightly gr

Axel said looking at me lovingly. I looked over at Felix as he rolled his eyes at his brother making me giggle. “Isn’t there only like 3 white wolves in existence? No wonder my mother wants you this isn’t good.” Ivy said looking a little more panicked this time. We all looked at her with concern now on all of our faces to.

I shrugged off the thought away and then continued to walk to the shed. I felt something strange when I approached the shed. It was as if someone was eyeing me even though I knew there was nothing. I bit my tongue when I ceased in my tracks. I turned around before I slowly removed some leaf branches blocking the door. When I finally released a few strands of leaves, I took a step back, watching from my spot. After a few minutes of watching, I jumped out of my spot and felt as if cold water had been poured on me when I heard something rustling right inside of it.

Lyra's POV The dense and dark forest materializes around me. Mist curls between ancient trunks, obscuring the path ahead. My bare feet sink into the damp earth, leaves whispering against my skin as I move forward, drawn by an unseen force. A twig snaps behind me. I whirl, heart pounding, to find myself face-to-face with a massive white wolf. Its fur gleams in the moonlight, starkly contrasting the crimson staining its muzzle and chest. Those intelligent blue eyes bore into mine, filled with hunger – not for flesh, but for something far more primal.

Nuala hunched her shoulders with fear "Stay back! I'm on your side" She put her arms out and palms forward. She realized this particular wolf looked familiar, till she remembered she had a vision of an ash wolf attacking her. The wolf immediately started running towards her as she shifted out of the way. Nuala's eyes widened and her brows lifted as she understood the wolf really wanted to hurt her.

They had overstepped their boundaries one too many times. The folder Mateo spoke about lay. on my desk just like he had said he left it. It had a blue jacket and a half-moon crest. The Visual Clan, what sort of pack of wolves were they anyway?" I wondered as I opened the file. Images of brown wolves mixed with black wolves in the forest where the note in the folder stated was our pick-up point. There was something in the image that wasn't clear, it was almost blurred out. There was a faded figure inside the forest amongst the trees, it was white, almost transparent to the eyes.

Though it is. I believe I'm biting into a cherry just picked from the branch because I keep smelling sweet spring fruit in the air. My wolfsbane should have run out by now, and my rut should be done. However, the energy around the Rig may be deceiving me and bringing out my lycan traits when they should be latent until the next full moon. I'm having trouble falling asleep as it gets later because we have to leave early tomorrow. The sides of the rig are violently slapped by the roar of the water. In my head, desire is constantly shouting to be satisfied.

Finally, as he got close, he trotted slowly and breathed, "A tree in nowhere?! Is this even possible!?" But it looked everything like the veritable tree looming several yards over him. It looked hardly strong and majestic but there was something sacred about it with all of its bark, its branches, and its leaves were all completely white, from top to bottom. The leaves sparkled cheerily at him, glistening like silver in the soft white light that Xiao Chen thought this must be a tree that came from the Heavens above.

Alpha Oney of the White Fangs pack – Point of View The borders of the White Fang are not just lines on a map, they are the bleeding veins of my territory, and I don’t tolerate anything daring enough to threaten them. For days, I’d been receiving reports of a lone wolf lurking in the neutral zone far too close to our border. My scouts insisted she was cautious, never stepping a paw across the line, but her unseen, unwelcome presence was a thorn that refused to be pulled.