White Authors Novels & Stories

I used to get a few updates about him from Ren and Rachel, but even they didn't hear much from him, except that he got a new Beta now. I kept myself occupied with the new trainer. While Madison was mean and relentless, Zoey was friendly but far more brutal. With platinum blonde hair and ocean blue eyes, she belonged to the White Warrior clan, a clan that doesn't have the mate concept. Their bloodline was notorious for the ruthless killers they were, not belonging to a pack or territory. Their wolves were as big as any Alpha's wolf.

Status: Cleared. A white-tier token. White tokens are standard issue. They aren't stamped with high-pack crests like Jakob's Blue Moon badge, nor are they linked to diamond bloodlines like Uriel or Regis. White tokens belong to the unranked students. The quiet ones. The ones who sit near the back of the lecture halls and keep their heads down. Or the ones who pretend to be fragile, helpless flowers sitting quietly beside the Harvest Moon heir. Willow. A cold sensation spreads through my chest, starting in my lungs and bleeding outward into my fingertips.

According to what Lina had told me, he was not part of the Pack, and the only thing I knew was that he was a bastard, the son of a werewolf, but not a werewolf himself. We continued toward the castle in a carriage. During the journey, I watched the landscape through the window. It was beautiful, with countless trees, many houses, and unfamiliar faces. But what caught my attention were the people dressed in white. All of them were wearing white, and they waved as we passed by. "Why is everyone dressed in white?" I asked John. He was sitting across from me in the carriage, watching me. "Because of you." I blinked. "Because of me? What do you mean?"

“Bai Hu. The Lord of Fuxi, protector of the West.” “The white tiger.” Jin nodded. “If we are to summon one of the holy beasts, Bai Hu is our best bet. Have you made up your mind?” Jade had almost forgotten about the decision she had to make. Now that she has seen Bai Hu, the legend didn’t sound as far-fetched as she thought. Besides, she needed to get home. No matter what it takes. With her jaws set and eyes fiery with determination, she nodded. “Yes. Let’s go find Bai Hu’s stars.”

he has a hundred percent belief in whatever he is saying. "Although I am a white wolf myself, still the white wolves attracted me... Why does our coat never stain? Why are we so powerful? I wanted to know more. So, I started doing my research, and while moving with Lucious all over the world, I started making an account of small colonies and hidden packs of white wolves. I even pointed and took record of every white wolf rogue {White wolves who never registered with any pack after the moon goddess's killing}.. that I met or even saw."

No one responded. White is a pure color. But Sophia's innocent look paled in comparison to Emily's sexiness. Since Grace deliberately made her wear this color, Emily didn't mind attracting all the attention to herself.

Among the thick trails of smoke was a gray wolf. My eyebrows knitted together as I stared in confusion, and as I looked closer, I realized it wasn’t gray, but white. It had only looked gray because of the smoke, but its fur was actually snow white. A white wolf. That was a rare color to see indeed. White werewolves were exclusively female and usually highborn. It was a fur color reserved for royalty and nobility, and I had never seen a wolf that shade in person. Guests who had been trapped within the building followed the wolf, coughing as they stumbled out.

Alpha Ryan blurted out this time. " According to legends, white wolves that were males are very rare. Most, if not all of the white wolves to ever exist are females...still incapable of shifting to a human forms, and making them more feral." Silence once again, washed over the whole room. This information was surely alot to take in.

I asked her, raising my eyebrows. "Than you should also as about Emily." Mum said to me before turning. "Emily?" I questioned. "Isabelle's mother, we were all in the same pack." Mum explained before leaving my doorway. A couple of minutes later, my uncle walked in. The Alpha of Cresent White, Christoper White. He was a tall man with dark brown hair like my mother. He wore a white dress shirt and black dress pants and a matching jacket. He unbottons his coat and sits in the chair in front of my desk, reaching his hand acroos to shake my hand.

To sit there was to be the alpha of alphas and he needed that badly, for a million reasons, but especially for one. “I try not to think about Eldarna too much,” he responded. “We have been practicing. I am thinking we have bigger problems.” Nate dropped his glass, he needed to hear everything Avan had to say “What problems?” “There’s a white wolf here.” He waited to get a reaction from Nate but when he didn’t, he knew Nate had already heard “You’ve heard.” He said. “You decided a white wolf with no rank should attend to council members. You should know it will be the talk of the pack for as long as it will take them to find something more interesting to talk about.”