Novel & Cerita War Eyes

He inhaled slow and deep, eyes fluttering shut like he’d just smelled the best meal of his life. When his eyes opened again, they weren’t green anymore. They were glowing gold. Wolf eyes. And they were locked on me.

His eyes are wide and blown, and his brows are drawn together as if he can't understand what just happened. His eyes - or the strange thing that's hovering over them - however, is a different story. Alex happy eyes has disappeared in the wake of his frozen fear. The amber, Alpha eyes are staring unseen at the spot Win has just violently vacated. But there is something unknown in there, watching...leering through the Alpha's gaze. Those are the same obsidian swirls Win had glimpsed earlier after Alex kill people. Those black tendrils are like smoke, clouding the shine of Alpha eyes with something alien...something unpleasant and evil.

‘What’s up with its eyes? ‘Rivers is a blind cat, pretty much like me when I am without my glasses’, I said and regretted immediately. ‘Oh, sorry?’, Beck’s smooth baritone voice said and I laughed. He whimpered when Rivers sniffed his injury. ‘Shit, sorry’, I said and he nodded. ‘Why were they chasing after you?’, I asked. ‘Why don’t you just look and find out?’ ‘I try not to pry’, I replied. ‘I missed a shot that’s it’, he said standing to his feet and moving to the window with Rivers in his hands.

“She fought without fear. You should try it sometime.” A ripple of shocked whispers raced through the hall. Erynos leaned on his staff. “Majesty,” he said carefully, “did you see her eyes?” Kael’s tone went glacial. “No.” “I did,” Erynos continued. “They burned gold. Like ours.” The words landed like thunder. Lycans stared at one another — confusion, awe, a hint of fear. A werewolf showing Lycan eyes? Impossible. Blasphemy.

I’m about to use Emerald’s eyes again when a vision overwhelms me. ** I see Alpha Everly’s eyes glow menacingly. They are now a glowing iridescent white, incredibly spooky. Light swirls around her as she brings vines up from the ground. There are creatures with red eyes surrounding her, pressed to kill. The creatures are pitch black, twisted and evil. While they fear her light, they are charged with one motivation: snuff out the light. She can’t do this alone. She needs help. I see a pair of hazel eyes before me. They close with finality. I see the same vision, but with a pair of bright blue eyes. There is a feeling of sorrow that washes over me.

“Those eyes.” Rakar narrowed his eyes. He followed the direction of Revira’s finger. In the darkness of the dense foliage, two points of light shone. Eyes. But the color was wrong. Velkan wolf eyes were usually yellow, red, or brown. These eyes were silver. Liquid silver that glittered, cold, and… smiling. Rakar’s heart beat faster. “Do you see that?” Rakar asked Daniel. “See what?” Daniel was confused, squinting. “I just see darkness. My eyes are human eyes, Boss.”

It was then that the curious new pack member lifted his gaze, and for the first time looked into his alphas eyes, They say eyes are the window to the soul, the trembling warrior didn't know what to say after he looked into the eyes of his superiors. One of his eyes was a dark glacier blue, like looking into the depths of the ocean, like being drowned by tidal waves, the iris had a thin black ring surrounding it, like that of darkness surrounding the silver of the moon. The other, however, was a warm green with flecks of gold around the pupil, the kind of gold that looked like droplets of the sun. Ice and fire, such beautiful contradictions, and they were staring right at the frozen warrior,

A tremor went through her as she finally allowed herself to feel. "Are you okay, luna?" the werewolf behind her asked. She nodded and turned around to gaze into a quite unique pair of eyes. The werewolf's eyes were not the kind she was familiar with. His irises were shaped like that of a cat even though he was in his human form. And the colors were not the same; one was hazel and the other was blue. "I am now, thank you," she said in a shaky whisper, trying to keep a brave front. More of Arric’s men appeared in the clearing. York took one step forward and then lowered to his knees. Eirika's heart lunged in fear.

“Ash-gray. It covered their faces completely.” My father’s jaw tightened. “Did you see anything else?” The first wolf hesitated. “Rowan fought them. Hard. He managed to grab two of them before they escaped.” My chest tightened. “He pulled their masks off,” the wolf said. “Just for a second.” Every muscle in my body locked. “And?” my father demanded. The wolf swallowed. “Their eyes.” The room held its breath. “They were bright blue,” he said. “Not normal like anything we've seen in all our years. Their eyes were glowing.”

While most wolves, even those who can shift, have eyes that range from brown to black depending on the dominant traits of their wolf, higher ranks display unique hues. Betas are marked by light gray eyes, with rare instances of deep, dark blue. Gammas have light brown eyes touched with flecks of gold, reflecting their steadfast loyalty and strength. Chief warriors stand out with their regular eye colors streaked with bronze, a testament to their battlefield prowess and leadership. But alpha wolves are in a league of their own. Their eyes shimmer with silver, a symbol of their authority and connection to the pack. In exceptionally rare cases, an alpha’s eyes can appear gray with silver or blu