White Wolf With Purple Eyes Novels & Stories

I was taken aback. Did he come here early? Or had he spent the night? Perhaps he had and I didn't notice because it was still dark when I got up. ‘That delicious smell we perceived in the morning must belong to them.’ Nora chipped in, coming forward. She seemed to be very excited because we had seen Alexander’s wolf. He was very beautiful and unique. I didn't think I had ever seen a wolf with brown and white fur with purple eyes. I loved his purple eyes, they showed empathy. Certainly, he was better than his human counterpart.

"You are a pure breed Alpha. Impossible.. how can this be?" I looked at myself in the puddle again with my grey eyes and saw a white wolf looking back at me. My wolf howled and wagged its tail and I could feel its excitement inside my chest. I noticed that my eyes changed from grey to red as I looked at Mei. She started to take off her clothes and put them aside before she started releasing her wolf too. I noticed that her blue eyes were turning yellow, then as soon as she was turned completely, her eyes changed back into her usual colour, blue. She was beautiful beyond compare. Her fur was whitish-grey and it looked so silky, it made me want to touch it.

She screams between her sobs as her back arches, straining her spine upwards, claws digging into the ground. It must have felt like hours to her because the pain was only a few minutes. Just as the bright halo fades, my mate has shifted into the most captivating, perfect wolf with shiny silver fur and purple forearms. She has retained her purple eyes, except they are larger and more transparent, like those of a deer. " Look, three tails!" Emily squeals. Everyone gasps in amazement. Indeed, she has three purple tails. A three-tailed wolf! Ziora__ my Ziora.

There was a four-alarm blaze licking across my entire body like I'd been doused in gasoline and set on fire. Slowly, the pain started to ease off, and when I opened my eyes, I saw giant paws where my hands once were. Flint lifted his massive head to the moon and released a mighty howl. We looked over at Alaia and were stunned. Her wolf closely resembled her own coloring; she had creamy caramel brown fur. But what grabbed our attention, and the focus of everyone in attendance, were her eyes. They were a bright violet, and they were glowing. While the pack seemed to simply be mesmerized by her beauty, we saw something else from the elders.

Narfi raised an eyebrow. She sighed in defeat, "Fine! She has pearl white fur that is as lustrous as her mate's and em.... what was it?" she touched her chin, trying to recollect what she was forgetting. A while later she gave an answer. "Yes, she had pearl river grey eyes. She's a rare one. Never seen any wolf like it." He nodded, "Okay. So, has she entered the ring yet?"

I ran toward her scent—anxiety increased as I realized the scent was stronger near our pack border. I arrived at a clearing. Right next to the lake sat a beautiful wolf with fur as white as snow and eyes that sparkled like amethysts. Who was this wolf? She was beautiful, but I had never seen a transformation like that before. Typically, a wolf's true form resembled its human features. The fur would be similar to the color of human hair, the eyes would remain the same shade. But this specimen was completely different. White fur and purple eyes... What did this mean?

because I really feel like I'm not one of them. I am pale, no amount of basking in the sun could change my complexion, and trust me, I've tried. I am small, I am only as tall as ten-year old wolf-cubs, barely five feet tall. And my eyes are purple! How weird is that?! Wolves I know usually have eyes as dark as night, or as brown as earth or as gold as the sun! I bet no one has noticed it yet because of the low light but in the morning, everyone will notice and I bet that would make me an alien of some sort!

Dracon smiled as he clasped his brothers hand in his “She is a feisty one….She took out Jacobi all by herself…he was one of my best…too bad..” He shrugged as he took a seat near the table. Anatoly sat down as well and looked at his brother “How did she do that?” Dracon smiled as he replied “She is a special wolf…there was a purple mist that forced him to shift and then ended his life…she is a white wolf with golden and purple spirals…they were glowing when she did that..and so were her eyes….but they are different…they glow gold purple and blue all at once…that is odd is it not?”

Instead, I could see the determination in her bright purple eyes. I was amazed that nobody made mention of her eyes; it was unusual for them to be purple instead of yellow. It made me nervous, but I didn’t express that concern. Within the next couple of minutes, Anila’s body had completely shifted, and she was the most beautiful pure white wolf I had ever seen. White wolves were a rarity, but Anila was one and she was gorgeous. She was also huge, not as big as my wolf, but bigger than an average female.

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.