White Female Wolf Novels & Stories

I was standing in a vast, white realm of stars and light. Then, she appeared. From the edge of my vision, a creature began to form. She was massive, larger than any Alpha wolf or lycan I had ever seen. Her fur wasn't just white; it was a reflection of the moon itself. Her eyes were two silver knobs, ancient and beautiful. The White Wolf. She didn't growl. She moved to stand in front of me, towering over my frail frame. She stared deep into my eyes and I felt my soul vibrate. I was in awe of her beauty. I wasn't "wolfless." I was the host for something this glorious.

“Okay, but I’ve never seen an omega with venom like that. It must be the type of wolf species she is. Nothing in here matches the information I could find from our sample.” “So you’re saying my girlfriend’s a mutant wolf?” Rex chuckled, but there was nothing funny about this. “No, Maverick. She’s a different species. Like a white wolf.” “She’s a white omega. Those are rare, right?” Rex nodded. “A pure white wolf is rare. So who is she?” “O— You don’t need to know that.” “After all I’ve done for you! You can’t trust me enough to tell me who you’re going out with?” Rex growled.

My beautiful blonde mate. The colour white for a wolf was extremely rare. During my alpha training I had learned that only two other white wolves had existed. Both were said to have been gifted wolves. Though no-one knew where they had come from I wondered now if they too were descendants of the moon goddess. “Hi I’m Angel” Her name matched her to the T. She looked like an angel she really did. Though I’m sure under her innocent facade was a hint of devil waiting to be unleashed. She held a slither of mischief behind those big blue eyes.

“Relationships in a strange pack do not concern me. More importantly, where did white wolves come from and why now? - Have white wolves attacked you before? - I clarified. - Not. Linda replied. “We have been living side by side with the local white wolves for a long time. - That is, they were other people's wolves? I asked. - They were wild wolves! Alpha shouted. “They were much larger than ours, more aggressive, more bloodthirsty. Did they turn into people? I kept asking. - Only the leader. Alpha answered. – demanded that we leave our homes otherwise they will tear everyone apart. - Did you offer a fight? – I assumed. Alpha nodded, lowering his head. It's clear. Lost. - Father fought with d

Once upon a time, she adored Athena, her dislike for Sienna almost causing her to get sent away from the pack for a short while after Athena had fled. But now, it was the other way round. Something had…changed about her exponentially. “Thanks for your concern, Nathan. I would see you later” I patted him on the shoulder as i walked out of my office. My nose caught onto Athena’s scent, the need to see her and touch her stronger than anything I had ever felt before. My wolf did something it had never done before then; it whimpered with need. I paused my steps, wondering what could make my wolf…

I had seen pictures of her mothers wolf but did not put them together. From out of the building emerged a massive, beautiful pure white wolf. She has to be as big as zorro. The sun is shining down on her and she prances over to where the others stand. I can see everyone else on the field has stopped what they were doing to stare at her. I understood why. It was not that common for a she wolf to be as big as an alpha, even an alpha born female was not as big. Bigger than normal but more like a betas size. None of them have ever seen a pure white wolf either. They had heard the stories about them. They were a very rare sight and they were known to be special, magical in a way. I watch as betha

She stopped at a paragraph and read it aloud, her voice smooth and steady. "The white wolf is the rarest and always female. She is the most powerful Luna, able to speak to the Moon Goddess and lead Alphas. She chooses her own mate. To keep the world in balance, a white wolf must mate with a black wolf." She stopped reading. Her lips pulled into a thin, sad line as she looked up at me with her yellow-tinted eyes. "I assume that is the part?" she asked. "Yes," I said, leaning in. My hair fell over my shoulder. "That one."

Not just a wolf but a beautiful white wolf having a purple lining over it. She has a wolf! __________________________________

“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!”