White Werewolf Female Novels & Stories

She was supposed to be unconscious! The girl's eyes glow a golden hue as she stares at Gee menacingly. She suddenly shifts into her white wolf and starts attacking the other two werewolves, her fangs sinking deep into their flesh. Blood stains the ground as one of the werewolves' limbs' is severed and the other's eyes are clawed. "SHIT!" the other one curses. "What are you standing there for?! Help us sedate the woman!" Gee yells at the vampires. "HOW?"

The hall enters a frenzy when I shift into my white wolf and attack the guards. Others shifted in self-defense as Ara attacked them relentlessly. Fur flies in the air, and I howl when sharp fangs bite into my leg. I claw at the brown wolf that bites me and throw it against the wall. I face the remaining two giant wolves, smaller than I am. Despite being female, my wolf was one of the biggest and the only pure white wolf, since I'm the only female in a werewolf royal bloodline, which made me unique. I was rare and chosen by the moon goddess herself.

Anaztasia purred as she stroked her belly gently. “Gosh! I have two children to give gifts to every birthday!” Two people chuckled behind Rozelyn. The other one is Avril. Yet, the woman beside him…she was wearing a doctor’s coat and has pale skin. It was her crimson lips that struck her the most. She had never seen her before. Yet, her smell is of a werewolf. Before Rozelyn could ask who she was, the woman already extended a hand and beamed at her. “I am Dr. Fiona White, working at the local hospital. It’s nice to meet you, Ms. Thaumaturge.”

as his gaze returned to the mysterious figure before us. The woman’s piercing green eyes seemed almost unnatural, vivid and intense as they caught the light. She wore a long, tattered black gown that swayed gently, as though moved by an unseen breeze. She had so many piercings, her presence radiated an eerie calm, an aura of someone who had spoken with spirits and seen beyond the veil of reality. “A human and a werewolf in love,” she said with a chilling chuckle that echoed through the air, “now that is a recipe for disaster.”

Moreover, the woman was a werewolf with Alpha's blood. Annette's wolf felt a little unsettled.

But that didn’t bother her, giving into her animal instincts gave her solace, gave her peace. Within a few seconds, the white wolf was gone, and in its place stood a tall, lean woman with hair almost as white as snow and eyes as blue as the endless oceans. In place of the white wolf, now stood Mikalya Carnell, the first ever Female Alpha in the world dominated by male shifters.

Anger overwhelmed her and she looked up to see a woman there, a woman who had the same face as Mellisa, Morena and far down the hill there was a group of werewolves looking on with satisfied smiles. … Anger, sadness all rolled into one, especially seeing her mate injured for trying to protect her. “ARRRGGHHH!!!” She shouted before turning into a white-wolf which surprised all the werewolves who were there, –Ryan, Alice and the werewolves from Alpha Blake’s side, they all fell silent staring at someone they knew was the owner of the white-wolf. Sabrina was the owner of the legendary Moon Goddess wolf. At full speed Sabrina turned to chase after the levitating sorceress, Mellisa who was aware

Dimitri cleared his throat sharply. “Seer.” He urged her to speak. “The woman you seek to make Luna is… rare,” She inclined her head slightly, then turned her attention fully to us again. “Camille Whitebrock is no ordinary wolf.” I felt my spine straighten. “No ordinary wolf how?” I asked. “She is an Original Alpha.” Arlo frowned. “That’s not a thing.” He looked at me. “Is it?” He suddenly sounded very unsure, but I was more focused on the looks from our fathers. Cassius stiffened. Dimitri’s brows drew together.

Okay everything this woman is saying is actually sounding like she's explaining and describing me. ".....She is Muriel Xavier, popularly known as White Wolf. She isn't one of those girl who will wake up, put on make up and play dumb just to get a man. She is a warrior and —" Damn this woman has been talking for what seemed like decades so I just had to cut her off.

“What is the latest development?” A man's voice came through from the other end, eager and excited. “Sir, we had a confirmed sighting. One of our scouting teams spotted a female werewolf in the woods near the small town we've been watching.” Elias’s grip on the receiver tightened slightly, though his tone remained even. “Repeat that.” “A female werewolf, sir. A young one at that. Our men tried to capture her, but… she wasn’t alone.” “What do you mean?” Elias asked in anger.