Novel & Cerita Werewolf Green Eyes

he said as he made to open his car door "When you showed your werewolf power, your eyes were blue" "And what's wrong with that? Never seen a blue-eyed werewolf before?" he said "As a matter of fact I've seen all kinds of werewolves, an Alpha's eyes glows red when he turns, a beta's eyes glows yellow and do you know what it means when a werewolf eyes glows blue? It means that werewolf is a murderous psychopath who has killed lots of innocent people" "Enough!! " he yelled as he superspeed towards me and grabbed my throat

Heck, even my wolf was licking up drool and fighting the desire to rub herself up against him… And I wouldn’t even try to stop her! My eyes had suddenly become like suction cups, ogling his body, and mentally I was wondering where they had an altar for this god-like creature. It wasn’t until a low growl rumbled in his chest, that I finally managed to rip them loose and force myself to look at his eyes instead. They were extremely dark and that’s when I realized that they weren't green at all, but a sort of mix between dark green and pale blue. Like the ocean in the middle of a storm. And like a storm, there was a darkness and hardness behind them, that even made my wolf stick her tail betwee

It was unlike anything I had ever seen before. Whereas most werewolves' eyes turn yellow upon turning or when their wolves are in control, Malias were neon green. Xena braced herself, parting her legs and bowing slightly. She was standing in a fighting stance to make sure nothing happened. Malia shifted, she turned into a beautiful dark-grey wolf with white paws. She wasn't much smaller than me. Her wolf started tossing its head back and forth, it looked like they were fighting for control. I looked at Lydia and she walked up to Malias wolf.

But he had a firm hold on me as I tried to attack him, he kept me held down for a couple of minutes, our faces meeting, my very angry glare against his calm face. Multicoloured eyes, against his green ones, it was the war of the eyes, and I wasn't going to break eye contact no matter how hard my wolf wants to, I wasn't going to submit, it's the same as being a vampire, pulling your eyes down or looking the other side means that you gave in, they are your doms, and I'm not one to give in, not easily.

As he concentrated on the shimmering water, her green eyes glowed. But his breath caught in his throat as his vision changed. The old man gripped the jar tightly, as if he were holding it to keep a support from falling. His eyes changed color from green to white. His vision shifted, and he saw something unexpected that he could never have predicted. He saw two faces with two different colors of eyes. A young woman with glowing green eyes stared at a black wolf with glowing blue eyes. Even though the woman had power in her eyes, the black wolf approached her and growled, causing Qadir to shake from the inside.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”

I guess she didn't ask for her name. "Her name is Blevine," I said as softly as I could. She looked so fragile. She nodded and I could see her swallow tightly because my eyes never left her. She blinked severally, bright blue eyes teasing me each time under her long lashes. Omegas were the ones known to have blue eyes but not as bright as hers. Alphas in the Underworld are identified with red eyes and yellow for Betas but when it comes to Alphas' the more the glow, the greater your power. Natural werewolves are easily identified with green eyes.

Her long blond hair was wild all over her and some stray strands stuck to her face in sweaty patches. The werewolf started to circle around her, slow purposely strolls. It's huge black eyes was staring down at her as it moved around, assessing her. It looked like it was performing some kind of ritual. The werewolf was huge with black brown fur and from the light coming from the moon behind it, it looked menacing. It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes.

The authors always described the creatures’ eyes in such vivid detail. And suddenly I remember Jack’s eyes again. Slowly, I type into the keyboard: Werewolves with glowing eyes. Images appear on the screen. I scroll down to the pictures, and one of them immediately catches my attention. It shows a man with glowing red eyes, fangs, and fur on his face. Underneath the image it says it’s from a TV series called Teen Wolf. The eyes look similar… but Jack’s were different. Jack’s eyes were brighter. More golden.

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.