White Werewolf Female Novels & Stories

“Can I get anything started for the two of you?” I glanced at the woman, and she was beautiful. She had long, dark brown hair that she had gently curled around her heart shaped porcelain face. Her eyes were almond shaped and hazel, with a hint of shyness. The odd thing was that she was fully human. No hint of werewolf in her.

"How are you?" I summoned a smile for her sake. "I'm fine." She released a relieved breath. "Good. Because Tabitha's planning on kicking your ass on the field." Confused, I asked, "Tabitha? Who's that? And, what field?" "Tabitha's like the strongest female werewolf in the pack, and she's in charge of, like, a division of other strong female warriors too." "Females are allowed to fight here?" She shrugged. "Yeah, Alpha Vaughan's not particular about gender when it comes to war."

Deucalion I repeated in my head. I felt him stop. I didn't raise my head, scared to be seen by his kind. I thought him allowing me to stay with him would just be us two, not with his entire kind. Foolish me I should have known since he was the leader of the werewolves. "Sit up," I heard him command me. My body shivers nervously as I did, showing myself to his kind. They were as frightened as I was of seeing them. "She's a human," a dark-haired she-wolf who seemed within the same age as me, 18, said surprisingly.

"My king! Please, I implore you. Spare us, your Iotas. We wished not to spend too much of our patrols' lives anymore. Please, give us your mercy and help us. Please go to the boundary and meet the intruder yourself. We will escort you there..." I sighed exasperatedly and composed myself. After that, I started to walk and they followed me to the boundary. After one step or another, I could slowly hear roars and thuds from afar. Until I saw a few werewolves fighting. I could identify some of them. They are my Iotas assigned in the boundary but there are two new werewolves. They must be the rogues intruding inside Prima Tierra. Black and white werewolves. The one who stood out in my eyes was th

Zeus said to me. "I am not going to mate with a low level Omega that would be bad for my soon to be pack" I said to Zeus. Then quickly pushed him to the back of my mind hushing him up, all of a sudden all my senses were on high alert. I smelt a wolf, I came to a complete stop, and I looked around but couldn't see anyone around me. I slowly crept around to an opening in the woods, that's when I saw the most beautiful white wolf ever seen. she was just laying down beside the pond. Impossible I thought to myself I've never seen a white wolf no one would believe me. "I can not connect with her it's like there's no soul in her, no one to talk to" Zeus said.

I didn't want to see her again because of love and heartbreaking tears. If not counting the maids, Rose was the first woman I met when I arrived at Pack House. Although talking to the maids was very comfortable, sometimes they were so respectful of me that I couldn't talk to them in the most natural way. Rose was different, she always had a hostile attitude towards me. I used to hate her very much, even now I still hated her but this hate had been replaced by many other things including sympathy and compassion. Rose was one of the noblest women in werewolf society, but her fate was not much better than the others. That's why identity, talent and beauty were not the most important things in w

"It seems eating too many fruits with the fairies has made your head go blocked that you forgot to make research. I am Alexia, Alpha female of the werewolf territories, ruler of the four werewolf packs." . . . ……

With the help of Jordan, I leave the party. I can feel Alpha Ben’s gaze on my back, his sour lemon scent burning my lungs. But Jordan’s presence helps me remain calm, his orange scent making me feel safe. It does not take long to make it to the clinic. Doctor Viviana is busy helping two females that don’t belong to the pack. One of them is not a werewolf but of another species. Safia sends me the image of a bear, letting me know the female is a berserker, a werebear. A big gash is on her right thigh, while the werewolf female smells like silver.

Her aura was mainly blood red as she walked away, continuing to process her anger. “Shut up.” I silenced Cyrus before he could speak. “You’re digging a hole, my friend. Need to get on your game.” “Fuck, I know.” Cyrus stood in preparation. He did this when his mate, Jane, was nearby. His premonitions were never wrong. Jane and the other female wolf shifters in our pack came in. Most of the women claimed their own tables while Jane and her friend Sandra came toward us. “My heart, you look beautiful,” Cyrus said to her, giving her an indecent kiss.

“Fine. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He clears his throat, and the room stills. Even the bond goes quiet, as if our wolves know instinctively that whatever’s written there will change everything. Cassian begins to read aloud: To the Alphas Cassian, Rowan, and Elias of the Crescent Moon Pack, It has come to the attention of the Council of Elders that an extraordinary event has taken place within your lands. Reports confirm the presence of a female werewolf whose existence does not trace to the Mother Tree, yet who bears the divine markings of the Goddess Herself.