Novel & Cerita White Fang Book

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

Goodness, what a drama king. “Enrick, do I look like a fool to you?” He gazes at me amusedly with his hands on his sides. “A White Wolf crosses the border in high frequency, and you’ve authoritarian forbid anyone to hinder her, under the threat of the death penalty. In other packs, trespassing is a serious crime and the perpetrator is actually killed without a second thought," he points out.

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

"Ignorance is bliss. Isn't that the saying?" "Not in this case. These things, these monsters, whispers, or whatever they may be, they have a weakness. And I only seek to inform you in case it comes down to the worst, you'll be able to take care of yourself. My family killed one of the sisters long ago. The patriarch of my family to be precise. He killed one of the sisters, the one called Claire. They called her the ice. She was the cold. It's why my family retains that power. It's why it snows most times on Crest Hill, even in summer. We use it to create a bit of comfort for the heat. The first White could have killed them all, but one called the red one surprised my family. No one knows wha

"Growing up on the run, watching my parents slaughtered st 8 years old, and then suffering through the human foster system until I aged out left me thinking I'd never get a life. I tried living amongst humans but my wolf longed to be with her kind. My whole life was just about survival. Growing up I was trained and taught my history constantly. My parents needed me to know everything about white wolves so I could protect myself. There was no time for play. Then when I was pretending to be human I just couldn't adapt enough and was teased for being different. No one knew I was a Werewolf except for the government. When I started dating Elias shortly after the Peace Treaty I never planned on c

He left his manhunt for Egnar to heal a pretender. But no one wants to hear my theory. All because of a stupid injury they all think she is good and loyal but I see right through her. She isn't loyal or good, I may not have the proof yet but I'm sure going to get it. I have been going through every book and article I can find about White Wolf but none of the books or articles in the library seem to have any idea about them. The library has a shelf marked White Wolf like every other topics on the shelves but surprisingly there are no books on the shelf.

Werewolves were notorious for keeping records and I was glad that they had these books on white wolves. So I sat on the couch and I started reading through them. There were a few books that were written in order so I started with the first one, obviously, and it was the first documented white wolf. Back in the 1500’s. It had the woman’s name, what pack she was from, everything. Absolutely everything was known about her. But at the beginning it said that her story was written after she died, and it was written by her son, because if anyone knew that she was a white wolf while she was alive then she would have been killed for the powers that she possessed. She would have been considered a witc

*LOGAN*_* The White Fang Pack was the most dangerous and deadly pack, headed by the ruthless Alpha, Buck. His eyes different from mine, was blood red, because he had shed a lot of blood over the years. He had killed more than I had killed, and any Alpha with a blood red eyes was tagged dangerous because of their brutality. The White Fang Pack wolves would be able to render a werewolf weak and shorten their lifespan if they are bitten with their smallest fang when triggered.

He does not realize the danger of being a white wolf. " Yes, you are right." She took her feet off the table and straightened up her posture. " Mercedes is the descendant of the legendary white wolf. I can dare say she is the only one of her kind." Speaking of his mate, Felix's attention was fully caught and he was attentively listening. A playful Alexa is annoying, but a serious Alexa has something important to say. That is what Felix learned over the years of knowing her. And right now the important matter regarded his mate.

We were not expecting them to break through our security again, so I had not prepared for them. Nicolas's eyes were filled with anger, and I could see his eyes changing colors. The wolf was trying to take control. This was his pack, and he protected these wolves, yet the vampires still got in. The bloodlust was unbearable! You could tell he was intent on killing every vampire in existence!