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Alien but welcome. He turned, then walked the perimeter of the border, about a few metres from where he had originally stood. It wasn't far from where he had first met Aella and imprinted on her. The place held so much sentimental value to him now. He'd imprinted on one of the greatest and rarest breeds of wolves, a White Wolf, and he had never felt this lucky. Among a grove of trees, a tombstone stood, white, and eerily regal. Vines and thistles were already creeping up the tombstone. Logan walked forward and crouched before the tombstone, then pushed aside the vines on it.

I can’t tell how helpless I am feeling to not be able to help her in growing and learning her true strength’ she placed her hand on my shoulder. ‘Don’t stress much. She will learn and grow by herself, give her some time. I understand your pain, but White Wolves are sacred and only they know about their real powers, nobody knows exactly what they hold, they are meant to save us, and they quietly do their job till they live.’ My heart sank, and my hold around her hand tightened.

he states confidently. I sigh with relief. This is going way easier than I thought. I thank the Moon Goddess for Jace, I was already preparing for his anger and disappointment. “But Enrick, you do know that white wolves are emissaries from Selene? They are often top rankings or wolves on a special mission.” Jace is no longer smiling, his face is serious, he is now totally my Beta and protector of the pack. “She was paired to you by the Moon Goddess?” he asks for confirmation. I nod in agreement.

Although her white clan doesn’t kill with their powers, they can still defend themselves without killing anyone. “You are a white clan witch and you can’t kill with your powers lest you turn dark,” Stone spoke confidently with a silly smile written over his face. He giggled and then chuckled as he narrowed a scornful gaze on Bonnie. He's certain that any white clan witch that kills anyone with her power will automatically turn into a dark witch. Her white regalia and hair will turn black and everything about her will darken and they will not have keen attention to anything good or desire to be good. This is a part white clan witches do not what to walk on because it takes a thousand years to

said Eliz. My eyes were amazed to see the number of wolves with various patterns walking very proudly into the celebration area. Starting from gray, brown, and mixed colors, both "eliz, why isn't there a white wolf like me?" I asked curiously. Eliz sighed heavily "it's because of you the Luna. I think so, "replied Eliz looking doubtful. I shrugged my shoulders indifferently. My eyes turned back to see the firecrackers that made colorful smoke erupt above the sky.

“Mina, why do you like the white wolf?” Mina pauses at Iris’ question, lips pouting as she thinks hard. “Well, my mom said that the white wolf is the kindest wolf of all. That while she’s powerful, she doesn’t use her power for evil. And that the white wolf can make anyone feel calm! I feel anxious around new people a lot. I bet being the white wolf is great cause you never feel scared!”

Why hadn’t I run screaming yet? “Sarah, there are only six white wolves in the world—one on each major continent. White wolves are believed to be direct descendants of the Moon Goddess herself. That’s where our coat color comes from. All packs across the continents acknowledge the authority of white wolves, out of ancient reverence. We mediate disputes and regularly meet with Alphas from everywhere.” I nodded, following—but what did this have to do with rejecting me?

There was an illistrated image there that looked like my wolf and then an article that followed after. "I don't know how to tell you this, but stark white wolves are extremely rare. Possessing a White Wolf is basically like being true Alpha Royalty. It's abnormal to have wolves of solid colors. A white one signifies not only pure blood but also primarily some unique special abilities. White wolves are like.. elders of our culture, stronger than the others but Reya in particuar. Well Wolves are given to us at a specific age. When we die, our wolves are passed along to another through the grace of the Goddess. Anyway I'll let you read it for yourself." Kaine said as he passed the book around i

she asked to lighten my mood. “Not really?” I said uncertainly. I hardly go out for a run because I was scared people will take note of the color of my fur. It was an unusual white color. It was a pearly white floor which sometimes appears to be whiter than snow during the day and glows under the night. I liked my wolf and the color of my fur. I thought it was pretty. But having white fur in our pack was unheard of, especially one that glows at night. The common color of fur was brown and black. They varied in how dense the color was, while some had grey, it was far from white- the kind of white I had. People will surely talk and that was the last thing I wanted. “It's been so long I felt th

Because my neck is still clear, I believe that my mate is alive. I am Isaac White, the future alpha of the Ozoic Pack. I am 27 years old, CEO of The White Cooperation. We rule the manufacturing and shipping industries. I am one of the most eligible bachelors in the country. Dashing, stubborn, arrogant, and charming bad boy.This is my instinct, I am an Alpha werewolf. Downstairs..