White Lion Voltron Novels & Stories

"Do you think my wolf will always look like that?" She looked down and shook her head. She then looked back up and said, "Honestly, Gigi, I'm not sure. But I would assume so. It seems that your wolf has become permanently disfigured. Otherwise, she would have healed herself by now, and it doesn't seem there's anything to heal." I nodded, taking a deep breath. After a beat, Dr. Luna asked, "Anything other questions?" "With my organs exposed like that, does that mean my wolf is more vulnerable?"

I laughed as I looked at the image of the snow demon. Both visions disappeared and the image of my she-wolf remained in front of me. So she was talking to me? The she-wolf turned her head to one side and there appeared the image of the black wolf Michael in animal essence. He looked at my moon, not tearing his fiery gaze. But the moon turned away in the opposite direction, where the image of the snow demon, Marun, appeared. He was also in his true essence as a demonic beast. The white wolf also looked intently into the eyes of my she-wolf. There was snow in his eyes. The moon turned away from him in my direction, thereby making it clear that it was still up to me to choose.

he winked. "Get out before you die. I won't ask again," Zylon said. Even in this situation, he maintained a calm demeanor. "No, we want to have those two. C'mon, share with us," another rogue said with a wink. What happened next was a blur of movement. Zylon transformed into a large, tall wolf with striking black and white fur. His hind legs, belly, tail, and part of his face were white. He lunged at the rogue who was speaking, lacerating his throat mid-shift. Swiftly, he moved on to the next rogue, taking him down as well. Zylon was agile, moving with cat-like stealth. The remaining rogues were taken aback by his sudden ferocity. The wolf took his position beside me again, scanning the rogu

' 'Howl, howl', went the screams of appreciation and approval from the subjects. When they quietened down, Millicent concluded by speech with this assurance, 'I'll be back with Alpha Sylvester and possibly Alpha Christopher, of the Moon Ville Pack to address you further when you are settled in for you shall have their backing and support. I am the Luna of the pack afterall!'

“It is beautiful. What’s it made of? As it doesn't burn, and what does each of the patterns on it represent?” “It is made out of 3 thin woven rings of Zirconium. The blood-red teardrop-shaped ruby held by vampire fangs is to represent the Vampires. The howling wolf, of course, represents us Werewolves and Lycans and the panther represents the Shifters. There were 3 made and from what I understand, all three fit together as one ring, but as the Queens were all friends, they split them and wore one each.” “Wow. Talking about Queen’s hows Rania? Did Malik’s castle get hit when I was taken?”

“So to save time, we’ll run there in our wolf form. But since you’re not familiar with the terrain here I’ll carry you on my back.” “What? That's no need at all. I’ll let Khione run.” “Khione?” Loran's brows lifted. “That’s your wolf’s name? Beautiful. Just like you.” His smile turned flirtatious but instead of feeling uneasy, I let out an amused chuckle. “Careful, or your mate might hear that.” “Oh?” He stepped closer, leaning down until his voice dropped to a playful murmur. “I haven’t found her yet.” I laughed, pushing Loran away with playful ease. Only to find Valtor’s gaze fixed on us. His storm-gray eyes glimmered with something that looked like jealousy.

“ Both good questions. However , I’m surprised that your not wondering how you pulled of that mystical blast , “ “ Well, yeah that too, “ “ That little trick is called Wolf Shadow. Only an Lycon can perform it under the right circumstances , “ “ You keep calling me a Lycon. But that can’t be right. My parents told me …,” “ Lycons are only make believe , “ Vixen interrupted. “ Typical propaganda from the younger generation , “ Vixen pulled out her hand and generated a small locket with a red moon carved against it’s silver casing. “ Open it , “ Compelled to follow Vixen’s order, I took the locket and opened it up. Inside revealed to be a picture of the moon goddess Luna standing side by side

Stubbornness strong in his aura. “The whole pack is here to fight the vampires off. Stop and listen to the noise in the air. That sound of war and death! Your people are fighting for their lives and where is Juan? Who are the ones who came for you? Scoff all you want but she IS your Luna, and WE are here to help.” Carmen steps forward and kicks the thigh of the second wolf with a sharp dig, gaining a snarl in response from the one I recognize as Taemin. A once valued sentinel and someone Colton treated like a brother. A wolf who couldn’t leave because his family were tied here.

Glossary: Primum venari = first hunt - Machaera leonem = saber lion *~~~* Viper watched in utter annoyance and anger as the tholus shift into the obstacle of death. He was well aware that whatever his mate faced was not going to be easy, but he hadn't known his uncle would go all out in such a fashion. His earlier rage with the older male only intensified. Only those titled as elite honored warriors ever used it to train.

In a certain dark continent, there was a race who had witnessed such a brutal yet heroic display of vengeance. The wraights summoned by Levi's trusted aide, Jotun, remained silent. The entire war room, a secret room located behind the vampire lord's throne, was submerged by the screams and howls from the gleaming light of the broadcast. Jotun, who was giving pointers earlier about the Alliance wolves of the wolven continent, became quiet as well.