The White Whale Re:zero Novels & Stories

"Everyone knows the Rivera girl is a rare white wolf. Her pups will be top-tier Alphas, every single one. Whoever mates her becomes the future Alpha King." "And look at her—the Moon Goddess must've carved her by hand." "A wolf like that, blood like that, Is Damian insane?" "Poor Rivera girl. Her own mate doesn't even want her." The whispers circled. Everyone was certain I'd name Damian—they'd all seen how badly I'd fallen for him. In my last life, I worshiped Damian as my savior. White wolves are rare, which means my life was never peaceful. I got snatched by rogues once.

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

Kaine said as he passed the book around in front of me so I could read the contents. Reya - The White Guardian Nicknamed Reya the Reaper, or Reya the Ghost Wolf. This She-Wolf is part of the sixteen Guardian Wolves. The originals of the beasts that have been granted to the Shifter Race. Primarily gifted to the True-Alpha shifters. She is known for her special abilities and above average strength that she gifts to her human counterparts. Unlike other Wolves, Reya is only reborn and gifted to a user once every hundred years. Reya's rebirth normally predates a time of great strife for her people, for each time this particular Guardian Spirit is reborn, War normally befalls the lands she is born

Tonight was the hunt, and she was both the predator and the storm. Nyxara Vale—the White Wolf, reborn, unstoppable, ravenous—had risen from the ashes. And she would make certain that every moment they had tried to bury her was unearthed, dragged into the light, and remembered for the reckoning it deserved.

Golden human, not compared with human race cultivator, as long as the spiritual stone is not destroyed, the level 5 white-haired zombie will not have a serious effect on its attack. Iron Earth Ax kills white-haired zombies because the Slow Down Space Seal is in a state of stagnation, then turns back to kill. "How long do you two want to hide in the back?" Tadhg Walter is now cold Cadell Brian and Ghost Scene Female General two people for an hour. "Oh, oh, me, we're going out." Cadell Brian and Ghost Scene Female General stammered a reply, recovering from the dream scene, just seeing the chaotic battlefield full of dirt, the two people reacted to everything before their eyes dream.

He asked. She stared back at him, confused. Wasn’t that reason enough? Why was he staring at her like he was amazed? “Today, I will tell you a secret,” he said, his gaze hardening, making her anxious. Rising to his feet, Mr. White walked over and leaned against the edge of the table beside her. “I was born with a dead wolf.” Elsa’s mouth parted, her eyes widening in utter shock. Mr. White? The alumnus rumored to have single-handedly beaten the strongest wolf in his set… had a dead wolf?

Jay screamed in agony, his glow syncing with Lena’s brighter and brighter— “NO—LENA—YOU CAN’T—YOU CAN’T—!!” But Lena wasn’t conscious enough to respond. Her body rose slightly from Alexander’s arms. The white circle burned brighter— Until Z-03 whispered: “She is awakening her true form.” Alexander’s voice cracked. “Lena—don’t—please—DON’T—!!!” Her eyes opened fully. Not blue. Not gold. White. Blinding, celestial white. Elias fell to his knees. Jay convulsed violently.

The room stilled for half a second. Then… A blur of white crashed through the entrance. Gasps echoed. The rogues froze. Even our guards stepped back instinctively. And then I saw it. A massive white wolf burst into the hall,fur glowing like snow under moonlight.Eyes burning silver. Power radiating from every step,the entire room went silent. “Rowan…” I whispered. My chest tightened.he had fully shifted. Not partial,not unstable,complete. Perfect. The White Wolf. He moved like a force of nature, scattering the remaining rogues like they were nothing.

Alpha Maeva had become his obsession. But as he waited to where time became blurred, suddenly one day, Levi opened his eyes after a long sleep, subconsciously looking towards the dust where Arista was. His eyes were still drowsy, gradually widening, the changing scenery reflected in his bloodshot pupils. On the soft velvet White Wolf, a white light rolled back and forth, as if playing joyfully. Levi instinctively held his breath, as if breathing a little harder would blow away this “dream.” The white light was originally round and soft, rolling from left to right on the White Wolf, then rolling back from right to left, rolling around like a mischievous child. Its weight was very light, only

the voice was right behind us, startling Nessa and me, “It’s time we end this cat-and-mouse game.” The voice belonged to a rather huge man with a broad chest and rippling muscles. He seemed like a regular human, but he was painted white from the hair on his head to the toe on his feed. “Recognize him?” Nessa asked. “No,” I replied, then yelled at the man, “who are you? And what do you want?” “I am the White Wolf,” he smiled, even his teeth were painted white, “and it’s time to die little girl.” “Shit!” Nessa cursed. She definitely picked that from me, “can you transform it?”