Novel & Cerita Werewolf Green 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.

She snickered, plopped her behind back into her seat. An old woman gaped her bright blue eyes at me. Almost the shade of a cloudless sky. At the right angle, they could've been white. It was odd to see a werewolf that didn't have green eyes in their human form. Her expression was the last one she made as Su dislocated her head.

Her beautiful green eyes were looking at him, and what surprised him was her specs. Why would any werewolf wear that? Because their eyesight was just as brilliant as vampires. There was curiosity in her eyes, maybe to know her mate. She wasn’t beautiful, obviously, but she had an innocent baby face. He wouldn’t be surprised if anyone told him that she was just sixteen years old. A smile was going to appear on his face when she screamed in fear, turning her head in another direction. He didn’t care what Alaric did, but he wouldn’t lie; he felt like he missed a heartbeat when Alaric reached near her. The same heart that he kept saying to himself that he didn't have. The fact that he might hurt

"I do not trust him." I roll my eyes, stifling a yawn. Fucking interesting. "Who is your Alpha?" Alpha Kazamir asked, menacingly calm. "You are, Sire." he answered sharply, bending further. Alpha Kazamir lifted him by the shoulder and gripped his jaw, his eyes glowing green. I still have to understand the mystery behind his green eyes. Werewolves have red, yellow, or blue eyes, depending on their calibre. His green eyes begged investigation, and I'd get to the root of it.

What is he doing on the stage? I feel all jelliod. He’s even hotter in the daylight. I can practically see those striking green eyes from here. His eyes scan the crowd as he looks dead at me. My stomach flips as I see the corners of his lip twitch. Oh fuck, he knows it’s me. Aurora is saying something on the stage but I zone her out blah blah blah pack this pack that. I can’t keep my eyes off the hottie. Actually, now that I think about it, his eyes do bear a striking resemblance to Aurora’s. it’s so usual for wolves to have green eyes and theirs are nearly identical. Aurora’s are like emeralds, all sparkly like a Disney princess, but this guys are dark and stormy. I wonder what he is thinki

Stephanie's point of view: What are you? " A werewolf." He told me. " What king of werewolves?" I re-asked. I've never seen a werewolf with green eyes. There are alphas, the hold of red eyes. Each alpha led his own pack. An alpha is followed by beta and delta. They posse blue eyes. The rest of the pack are known for their yellow eyes color. Never seen green eyes. " Relax Luna, I'm one of your pack members." He spoke while restoring his eyes to their original eye color.

He asked, infuriated when Freya broke into a laugh. "Perhaps." She muttered, balling her fists. "We will see about that soon." the werewolf muttered, confused at the moment. He had seen the picture of the girl they were to capture, would have gone for the half vampire in front of him but for her eyes. Her eyes were blue. The girl in the picture had deep green eyes. His eyes went back to her intermittently, to be sure of what his next action would be, he didn't want to make a mistake.

It was so strong that she couldn't even use her werewolf strength to push it away. She helped Ellie up to the nearest chair before sitting beside her. She took a book out of her bag and opened it. "The only strong creature I know that has green eyes is this." She dropped the book on the table for Ellie to see. "A white wolf?" Ellie asked, looking at the picture in the book. She remembered that she had seen the white wolf picture in one of Alex's books in his study. She remembered that the real white wolf was the only wolf with green eyes, and it was very rare.

“You’re not going anywhere little wolf, that scent… it’s driving me…” He didn’t get to finish that sentence. I’d already knocked him out cold. This evening was off to a stellar start. “Holy shit…” As I turned to face the next Neanderthal my breath caught in my throat. I was momentarily lost in the most dazzling set of emerald green eyes I had ever seen. Most wolves have an amber glow, but… these were something else entirely. “Um… miss?” he cleared his throat and caught my attention as I realised how intensely I had been staring at him.

Perhaps it was killing an innocent, or going against pack laws. 'I never knew.' 'How could you? To pack wolves, we are all the same. No one even spares us enough of a glance to even notice that we don't all have the same eye colour.' 'Speaking of eye colour, how come your wolf has your green eyes? I've never heard of a wolf having green eyes. Typically they change to yellow or black. But never green. Is that also a rogue trait?' I ask, genuinely curious.