White Female Wolf Mga Nobela at Kwento

She remembered that the real white wolf was the only wolf with green eyes, and it was very rare. "Yes. A white wolf." Maya replied. She knew for a fact that Ellie was a wolf, but she couldn't understand the type of wolf she was. She had never seen a wolf attack without being seen. She knew that a white wolf is a very strong wolf, and it might be possible Ellie is one, but the phenomenon is not what she understands.

"What do you mean, you can't?" She tilted her head slightly as if amused by my frustration. "White wolves are hiding themselves. It's as if someone has cast a protection spell over them. Whoever did it is strong. If you think you can track them down easily, you're mistaken." I took a step forward, towering over her. "You're telling me that someone is shielding them?" "Exactly," she said with a smirk. "Remember, Alpha Damien... white wolves are the rarest and most intelligent of our kind. You can't cross them as easily as you think." A low growl built in my throat. I hated the way she spoke, as if I was the one at a disadvantage. My whole life, I had dominated, controlled, and crushed anythin

She was a white wolf. The howling of the other wolves in the area filled the air after she howled. “How is she a white wolf?” In dread, I questioned myself. As I got closer to her, she quickly spun around and snarled at me. I came to a full halt and waited to see what she would do. Though I was the Alpha and her mate, I was shocked by the realization that she was a white wolf, and I feared she could do something strange.

The fur that adorned my wolf's form was not just any color—it was a pure, pristine white. Whispers rippled through the pack, carried on the wind like a sacred secret revealed. The legend of the white wolf echoed in their murmurs, a tale passed down through generations. It was said that a white wolf possessed a unique power, a healing ability that transcended the bounds of ordinary werewolves. They were believed to be chosen, destined to bring solace and aid to those in need.

By then she was slowly getting tired, but her mind was not ready to rest, as there were still many more questions left to ask. "As you mentioned, what are the powers of the white wolf? What powers do I have...?" Neffie asked, breaking the silence while turning her palms carefully as if they could light up with flames in any moment. The goddess smiled slightly at her cautiousness, but replied nonetheless. "The white wolf has a very high level of energy and is about three times faster than an average Alpha wolf. She has superior authority, non-avoidable command tone and a free spirit. She has the privilege of freely entering and exiting any wolf territory. She possesses the power of hypnotizin

she said lazily. She just lay down with no care in the world, while I felt like my whole world was unraveling. What she says filters through my brain and then something clicks. “So, a white wolf is associated with being an alpha female; is that what you are saying? I mean, it does make sense if the moon goddess is a white wolf and definitely an alpha female… and if both me and this other woman have white wolves and are alpha females, then it’s safe to say that a white wolf is associated with being a dominant female,” I conclude, feeling a bit proud of myself.

I couldn't smell her scent, but judging by the shape and color of her eyes and the rage and anger swimming in them, I could tell it was a woman, who was none other than Adelaide Foster, my failed mission, the girl I had planned on killing tonight. Before I could even react, a bomb exploded on my side, silver dust coating Zarek's fur. He growled immediately giving me back control, and I shifted back into my human form to try and remove the dust. I was busy trying to dust myself that I didn't notice my mate had taken out a dagger ready to stab me until one of my wolves slammed into her, causing her to hit her back hard against the tree trunk. "Mine!" I found myself growling. My legs instinctiv

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.

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.

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.