White Authors Novels & Stories

A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals. ***

He held my hand and pushed me in front of Rozsa who is now wearing a gray dress. Now, I realized that I am the only one who's wearing a white dress. All of them are either wearing brown or gray clothes. Women are in dresses, while men are in their simple shirt clothing. One thing is for sure, the way they dress up is quite similar to mortals, so I guess that I'll be able to cope up with them and their culture. "Today, we are gathered to welcome our newest family member. Aksha Beatrix Aslenovie, the legendary white wolf. We are lucky to have her in our kingdom as we all thought that there would be no white wolf left in our world."

His gaze dropped from my face to my exposed shoulders. He pursed his lips as he took off his coat and draped the heavy cloth around me. “T – Thank you.” My head lowered but since it didn’t seat well with something inside me, I raised my head, looking up as I spoke. “You are a white wolf,” he said, ignoring my thanks. I nodded. “White wolves are rare.” I knew that already. Most Alpha wolves were black and other wolves were brown or multi-coloured – most often white and black.

Tall, slim thick and with an amazing dark skin, typical of Hornet people. Her white sleeveless short gown made her skin pop out and her long black straightened hair shone and it had a silky look,"... those type of friend are what we call betrayers. They betray without hesitation. They come as pretenders, only to learn about us and then one day, they mess you up", she said, stroking my left shoulder gently.I turned around to look at her,"So how do I know a bad friend from a good one?", I asked.She smiled, lifting my chin with a finger.

One such thing was Damien; he was out there somewhere, looking for me and hunting me for some unknown reason. But tonight has shown me one important thing. It has shown me that the safest place for me now is the Kingdom of the White Vampires. They are called White Vampires because of their fair skin. Damien is an evil wolf who does not give up easily, so I know he must still be hunting for me. And if the Wolves who attacked me are truly sent by him, then I am right.

He knew it just as well as we did. “Nate…” “Why?” He asks me and I can see the unshed tears in his crystal eyes. “Why did this happen to you? Why did this happen to her?” I brush the lone tear that managed to escape his eye and cup his cheek. “Because, we are white wolves.”

Unfolding the rough paper under the dim candlelight, my breath completely seized inside my throat, as I read the content of the letter: "THE WHITE WOLF, CHILD OF PERDITION, SHALL BE KILLED BEFORE HE DESTROYS OUR WORLD."

“No star, she is alive just recovering to. I need you to know that you have a lot of trials coming your way, none of them will be easy but I know you have got this star.” Trials? what did she mean, I was just gonna make my way to the human town like I had planned. I had already been through so much what more needed to happen. “Before I send you back, I want you to know how special you truly are you’ve been blessed by me. There is only three other white wolfs in existence. You have special abilities that will awaken when they are needed the most.” “POWER! There’s no way you’re talking about me. I’m nothing special.” I couldn’t fathom all of this information.

“All that are just theories manufactured by some privileged Alpha to get rid of us.” Us? The fact that he used that word is enough to tell that he doesn’t see himself as a normal wolf like us. “You have been poisoning my wolf and me. And I overheard your conversations. That alone proves that you are bad.” “There are bad people everywhere, Dr. White. Your people call themselves the good wolves, yet every day, there is a case of gruesome death, rape, dehumanization, crime, and whatnot. You are no better. And no, we are good people.”

I ignored his questions and continued. "According to him, he's starting with Ember Moon before he goes on to other packs of this region. And that's why I've called each of you here because this war doesn't belong to Ember Moon alone. If they win here, what are the odds that they won't win against any of you?” “This story of yours is hard to believe," the hairy alpha spoke. I turned to him, wearing an ‘I’m-not-familiar’ look on my face. "I'm sorry, we're supposed to have introduced ourselves," I said without a smile. “I'm Aries, otherwise known as the White Wolf. And you are?”