White Female Wolf Mga Nobela at Kwento

When I first saw my wolf she was stunning a pure white wolf with bright blue eye's and I have herd that white wolf's are rare in fact that they are royalty. I rember the legend of the white wolf how its the strongest and the alphas of all alphas. Well we are now on our way to the new pack house and of course I ended up falling asleep I was dreaming about this wolf a white wolf and I can tell that she is strong and powerful her eye's where just like mine but even brighter with gold flakes in them. She then told me that I'm just like her but more powerful and more faster then any wolf or alpha and then..

2. I almost had a heart attack, hearing the woman's voice so close to me. But when she materialized out of the shadows, she merely placed a finger to her lips, signaling for quiet. Getting as low to the ground as I humanly could, I watched as she jogged past me, startling when another wolf emerged from the nearby chalets. As she stood blocking my presence with her body, the she-wolf ordered a shift, and shimmering under the moonlight; the wolf did as he was told. " Shamas, what has you out and about after dark? My father has a curfew for a reason?"

Axel- Taking a step back, I looked at Stormie’s wolf form in complete shock. While I have heard of white wolves, it was rare to see one. Although she wasn’t purely white, the black markings on her fur were even more shocking. It has been over fifty years since a white wolf was spotted, but female wolves were never black. Even if they were born of an Alpha bloodline, only male Alpha wolves were black. It has been said that a white wolf is a child of the Goddess.

“Well, well, well, isn't this alluring? Who would have thought that a female wolf would be this active? But of course, she's a white wolf after all, and it's only right for a white wolf to be this compelling.” “White wolves or not, she's a woman, Alpha Dominique,” I managed to say. Now I regret not ever checking her wolf. If only I had known she was a white wolf, I never would have let her out of my sight even for a second. I know fully well what white wolves were and how much they are being sought for by some ill-intent Alphas. “You know, Alpha Xander, the appearance of this white wolf makes me wonder if you, per chance, went in search for one, just for the course of this race.”

“Heard their screams. But no one knew what actually happened that night. No one had lived to tell their tale. No one....except the only white wolf born in that wretched land. A wolf, as white as the desert sands" My eyes were wide as I stared at the ocean blue eyes of the woman who sat beside me. A woman who was my mate. A woman...who is the only white wolf to be ever born in Asia.

As the final transformation took place, I slowly stood to my feet. I watched in awe as Jessica’s wolf shook out her gorgeous pure white fur. She was larger than an average female, and as I suspected she was special. White wolves were rare, and they were a symbol of purity and protection. They were known to be good luck for the pack who has a white wolf within its pack.

he was my mate, so I won't be labeled something worse besides a traitor. Most she-wolves that fall pregnant in other cities are banished, as they do with those that betray or commit treason among the packs; forsaken wolves. Without any pack contact, they turn feral, sending them crazed and mad, and are forced to live outside the cities. No one wants to be on their own out there. It isn’t safe, and not how anyone wants to live. What kind of world would a pup of mine be born into? I haven't shifted, not yet, I wonder how being pregnant will now delay the process.

I didn’t tell him I am also curious to know who this white wolf is, such pure white fur, my whole life I have not seen any complete white wolf until today. ‘She is Irene’ suddenly I heard Kaden’s joyful voice and my eyes widened, I once again glanced at white wolf and when focused, inhaled deeply, her scent hit me, she was indeed our mate. I had lost my voice, because she was holding the neck of last remained rogue in her mouth and slowly turned, facing us. I inhaled a sharp breath, she was beautiful, her blue eyes fiercely looking into mine and I knew she and Kaden had connected themselves. Right in front of my eyes she slit the rogue’s throat, her fur was covered with blood around her mout

Ronan “Yes,” she said simply. “My wolf is white.” The words settled into me like a stone dropped into deep water. White. Brad let out a low whistle. “You haven’t seen it?” he asked me, brows lifting. “I mean, hell—I haven’t seen it either, but it’s kind of strange that you haven’t.” I cut him a sharp look. Undeterred, he kept going. “I mean, it makes sense. Look at her. White skin. White hair. Practically glows in moonlight. Wolves tend to mirror their human side, right? It’s almost obvious if you think about it.”

"I forgot how big her wolf is," Ryder breathed out. He was right. Sarah's wolf was enormous, easily as large as our own alpha wolves and maybe even bigger. Her fur was pure white like fresh snow and it seemed to glow in the dim light of the cell. She was magnificent and seeing her again reminded me why the mate bond had been so strong when it first formed. "And her coloring," Cain said. "White wolves are extremely rare. I've only ever heard of a handful in our entire history."