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I was hesitant for a moment as I wasn't sure if I should tell Ji-ho about Star being a white wolf but it was the only way he could give me the info I needed and I trusted him. "I need info on where a white wolf might be, we need their help. This is going to be an all out war, I'm sure you can feel it Ji-ho." I heard him sigh on the other end as if confirming what I already thought. "This is a costly find little witch, this I will need extra funds as I will be trying to find something that only exist through 4 others in this entire world." I knew he could do it, this man had never failed me before.

They were targeted by a four-meter-long, wide-mouthed white tiger with sharp fangs. The white tiger was so vicious that his roars resounded through the stone forest. Ge Zhan had a feeling of fear. This white tiger's cultivation was the same as his. It was at the Intermediate Human-Immortal Level. If his cultivation had not been suppressed, he would naturally not be afraid. But now he could not use his cultivation, so he was not sure that he could defeat the white tiger. Swoosh! A vile smell assailed his nostrils when a huge, terrifying figure pounced on him. Its huge claws slashed at him.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

“That’s probably the simplest way to explain it. Her powers are too strong. Everything surfaced at once and her body temporarily shut itself down.” Zayden looked back at Traci. “You really think that’s all it was?” I nodded my head once. “From everything I’ve read, yes.” My thoughts drifted back to the journals and records I had spent countless hours studying. Most people thought White Wolves were legends. Ancient stories. Fairy tales passed down through generations. Then Traci showed up and proved every single one of those stories was real. “The only account I ever found of a White Wolf being successfully killed involved a silver bullet directly through the heart,” I said as I shook my head

"Well the true history behind white wolves is that we are direct ancestors of the first werewolves. So all werewolves had the same abilities that white wolves do, but over time with adaptation and inter-species bloodlines the now regular werewolves don't have the additional abilities. It was very rare for white wolves to be mated to another non white wolf. My parents have never met any couples that weren't both white wolves in our community. So as far as my powers go, I'll start off with shifting. I am able to shift while pregnant and my shifting doesn't cause pain whatsoever. It just feels like you fell asleep for a minute and then you wake up ain your wolf form. As a result we are able to

Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

Isla on the floor, the snow beneath her was pink with blood. And then, standing tall before her was the huge form of the White Wolf. Bigger, more terrifying. Her claws were coated with pink snow. Before I could step forward to stop her, her claws slashed across Isla's belly and Isla let out a piercing scream. I froze on the spot, my blood ran cold as I felt a chill run down my spine. Even before I could fully react to that, the White Wolf lifted those blooded claws again and with a swift move, she slashed Isla's throat open. Stripes of blood spilled into the snow with the movements of her claw.

Branwen POV Run. It's all I can think as those white tiger eyes lock on me. I don't wait for him to pounce, I launch upward, my feet digging into bark, fingers catching on knots as I scramble up the nearest tree like a wildcat being chased by death itself. My heart hammers so loud I swear he can hear it. The White Tiger Lord prowls forward, massive, sleek and deadly. His stripes blend into the fog. His tongue flicks out as his eyes follow me. He circles the base of the trunk, head tilted, tail twitching with savage interest.

Their relationship doesn't begin well, but with time, it all returns to normal, to her perfectly happy life. Happiness, however, does not last forever. ***** Welcome to an action-packed, adventure-filled world of high school drama. In a world filled with Vampires, Werewolves, Witches, and other supernatural beings. Take a trip with Josette down a path filled with laughs and tears, sacrifices and betrayals, love and hate. Discover The White Wolf's Sacrifice by reading my book.

That shadow represented another aspect of Xiao Chen's nature, one that always emerged when facing his enemies—a nature devoid of fear and mercy toward those who considered him an enemy. "This...?" What was happening now was beyond his imagination. He never expected that the white tiger, known as the tiger of destruction and the king of sacred beasts, would emerge from within Xiao Chen's body. From the ancient books he had heard of, this white tiger was the figure who most defied the heavenly laws of all the tribes, and he was also the one who made many different tribes dare to go further as an example to them. And the famous white tiger king had even killed many supreme gods relying only on