White Fang Book Novels & Stories

“That was the name Logan mentioned after his dream.” Ember nodded. “It’s old. Pre-split wolf history. Some think he was the first omega ever created through corruption—twisted by the Hollow during a solar eclipse. Said to be born without scent, without pack, without memory.” Lilly swallowed. “The Forgotten Fang.” The scout stirred. His mouth opened. And in a voice not his own, he whispered, “It’s not the twins it wants. It’s the flame between them.” Then he collapsed, unconscious. Logan sat with Micah near the training ring, watching warriors practice in half-shifted forms. His feet dangled off the bench, but his eyes were miles away.

As I whipped my head around, I saw Jaguar and Jeremy closing in on me, their sharp claws extended, ready to strike. But just as all hope seemed lost, the sound of roaring bike engines filled the air. I looked up, and my eyes widened in shock as a massive white wolf leapt into the air, its long, pointy fangs bared. With deadly precision, the wolf bit off Jeremy's head, and then Jaguar's, their bodies crumpling to the ground as blood splattered everywhere. I stared, frozen in horror, as the majestic white wolf turned to face me. Its golden eyes gleamed with a fierce inner light, and I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Marly looked up at each of us and then smiled. “I am breathing. I am just excited,” she assured us. “Here it is!” she shouted, startling all of us. She started to read from the ancient book, “When the mate of the white wolf starts to share the white wolf’s powers, the pair must be prepared for the outcome,” she shared.

My teacher is a vampire, which makes me wonder who else is one as well. Janea and Lilianna were by my side in an instant and I smiled. “What are you going to do? It's one versus three plus I bet you only just became a vampire you probably don't even know what you're doing. Just give up.” I said confidently. Mr. Quinn just laughed, “keep believing that while we beat you within an inch of your life!” “We?” Just as I asked, the classroom door blew off its hinges, and in the doorway stood Mrs. White, claws fully extended and ready to fight.

Through ancient tales passed down by elders and fragments of dreams that whispered of a forgotten past, I pieced together a story that sent shivers down my spine. In a hidden chamber of knowledge, guarded by the pack's ancient chronicles, I unearthed a revelation that would forever change our perception of reality. Alpha Damien and I shared a lineage, an ancestral connection that spanned generations. We were not merely two wolves brought together by circumstance, but rather a fated pair destined to confront the forces that threatened our pack.

Kael immediately covered his face while Elena suddenly found the grain of the table fascinating. Elaine pulled out a chair and sat beside Kael before her eyes landed on the book. “You are reading that?” Elena instantly regretted bringing it out. “What is wrong with it?” “It is nonsense.” Elaine glanced at the cover before looking back at her sister. “A human becomes a White Wolf because a prince kissed her. If that was all it took, the kingdom would be full of White Wolves.” “See?” Rowan said. “For once, someone here has common sense.”

' I thought as I remembered the book that I had read. The book was about the legendary Queen from before 5-6 centuries, and the front cover of the book was a white female wolf growling at the moon. "This isn't what it looks like, right?" I heard someone say near me, or should I say Carla before she growled loudly.

I went to the inner room to check for a book that could be of help at all. In the dim light of the library hall, I wandered through the aisles, my fingers trailing along different volumes of books. The air was thick with the scent of dusty and old paper. As I turned a corner, an old, leather-bound book caught my eye. Its name cover was wrapped with strange design that seemed to shimmer faintly from the rest. It was the eyes of the rarest species of werewolves...... The white wolves. Curiosity got the better of me, I pulled the book from the shelf and opened it.

The firelight flickered against the rafters, shadows stretching and twisting like they were moving on their own. Ronan stayed where he was, watching the door. The howl came again—closer now. And Kaela knew the White wasn’t going to let them have a quiet first night. *** The White is creeping me out already... Am I the only one? Please leave the comment. ***

Emotionless. Unforgiving. The stories hadn’t prepared her. Not even close. The future Alpha of White Fang had arrived. And the first thing Summit Angel Warm realized was terrifying. Froz White Fang looked at her as if she were a mistake.