White Wolf Red Eyes Novels & Stories

And it was me thinking this,as I see the wolves with red eyes closing in on me, surrounding me from all the directions. I was breathing heavily as their snouts come closer ,my eyes fixed on their leaders shining red orbs. How is it possible? They all looked like normal wolves, except for those eyes. Why are they red? Do they have a disease? They need you. A female voice is heard in my mind and I blink. It's... different. The voice was young.I haven't heard it before. And what does it mean? Could it be that these wolves are not bad? Do they need my help? Are they in pain?

When he realizes what I’m staring at his eyes darken swirling with a glowing red showing that his wolf is close to the surface. Shit, shit, shit, my eyes widen as realization tries to sink in again. His eyes are swirling with glowing red not the cooling aqua like my William’s did when Wayne was trying to come through, but Westley wolf ….. oh gosh no ….. his wolf had glowing red eyes. I closed my eyes cursing myself for allowing this to happen trying to get my mind straight so I can figure out how to stop this hallucination and hoping I haven’t completely lost a chance to be with my mate.

It locked eyes with the dark brown wolf. Mallory tried moving out of the way but the dark brown wolf snapped at her, keeping her in the area between the two wolves. The dark red wolf backed up and went to lunge. Mallory found herself ducking and the wolf went over her head. It landed in front of Mallory letting out a loud growl and lunged for the dark brown wolf. At the last second Mallory noticed the dark red wolf’s eyes glowing red with an amber ring and knew they were from Red Woods. She was torn between staying with the wolf and continuing her journey for help. If Red Woods were close by she had to let them know what was happening. She took off running.

but that’s not what I worry about them as time passes the pair of green eyes gets double and then triple and starts to increase rapidly and they start to surround me from all sides the red eyes I saw at first are nowhere present. I stand there with my feet’s rooted to that spot as I stare into those eyes. They are sharp and calculating and I see the creature starts to move towards me slowly from the dark. When it comes into my sight of vision I see a big wolf coming into my view. It has black and Gary fur, Its eyes have a hostile look as it stares at me, Its teeth are sharp and I can see the saliva is dripping from the corner of its mouth. An angry growl rips from its mouth and it launches i

But what kind of monster could make this kind of sound? The warriors released me at once and moved back, their eyes widening with terror as they all stared at something behind me… Sucking a sharp breath, I slowly turned around, and everything inside me froze. A huge black wolf emerged from behind the trees and bared his pointed teeth. I looked into his eyes and stumbled back as I noticed the fiery red glow. Only the strongest wolves' eyes shone red. There was no doubt that I was staring into the eyes of an Alpha…

A red stone appeared in the center of the decoration. "Now you're part of the pack," Mikhail's voice snapped me out of my trance. “A black alloy of metals, as a symbol of black wolves, and a red stone is a symbol of the fire inside you,” he explained, pointing to his own, exactly the same pendant around his neck. Am I part of the pack now? Part of the family ... It seemed that tears were pouring down my cheeks ... It didn’t seem, but it was so ... I laughed stupidly, rubbing them over my face, and they kept flowing and flowing without stopping ...

Our blue eyes were another unusual feature. All wolves either had green, brown, or hazel eyes. But my eyes were as bright as the sky, and often I lied about the green that wasn't there. If any of these warriors spoke of my wolf, I'm sure there would be problems. The Grand Alpha was still wanted; most wanted to kill him over his strength. I never understood the reasons.

It’s eyes—a mix of amber and gold. My wolf's head shifted to the front to see Healer Aric’s wolf. He has a regal air. With a fur that seems to ripple like liquid silver under the moon's watchful gaze, his eyes are a blend of amber and gold, reflecting fierce loyalty. My warrior wolves, with their fierce and unwavering gaze like molten gold burning with determination, fixed their eyes on me as we walked silently through the woods. The intensity in their eyes speaks of deep-rooted loyalty and an unyielding spirit, ready to defend their pack at any cost.

But obviously, these wolves were very different from assassins - in aspects of both their sizes and the lack of red eyes. "Didn't I tell you how wolves get red eyes?" Noelle asked. Ezekiel simply gave her a confused look. "You need to kill a unshifted cub and down their blood. It's their blood which makes your eyes red." Ezekiel took a step back, horrified. "The redder the eye, more the amount of blood drank." She shrugged. "No." He mumbled. "It's how it works." "That is the most fucked up thing that I have heard in my life." Ezekiel spat out. Realization suddenly hit him. And he looked at his mate disbelievingly.

Trying to reach my heart. Whatever this creature was telling me to do couldn't be worse than this. Than fading away into nothing while some living shadow consumed me whole. I closed what was left of my eyes. Reached inward instead of outward. Dove down into myself past all the fear and panic and desperate need to survive. And there it was. A wolf the size of a bear stared back at me. Its fur was red. Not auburn or rust or any normal shade. Bright crimson. Blood red. Its eyes glowed gold in the darkness. When it opened its mouth I saw teeth made for tearing.