White Wolf With Purple Eyes Novels & Stories

When I reached there, a gasp left my mouth as I saw her standing on her four legs, transformed into her unique wolf. Her wolf was half-white and half-black with two different colored eyes, one blue and one golden. Golden eyes on the black side and blue ones on the white side. There was a crescent moon on her forehead that shone brightly as a blue gleam had been coming out of her mark. Blue and golden aura has been coming out of her wolf's body.

The sound of the alpha's voice beckoning us to head to the packhouse for my formal pack welcome and the remainder of the ceremony caused us to pull back. As we walked to the packhouse, I could not help but notice the dark orange hue that surrounded both of my parents. It was strange to see that the other pack members had different colors surrounding them when I looked at them. "While we were walking, I noticed that everyone was surrounded by different colors, including you and Dad. What does that mean?" I asked as Mom gave me an odd look. I remarked, "There is a bright red aura surrounding the Alpha.” "Her eyes are purple!" exclaimed Dad as he came to a halt in front of me. "That is not poss

I am Ametrinova, my she-wolf is black, but the tips of the tail and ears have a peculiar coloration, like the color of Ametrin. - What? - I could not resist. - In the forest, among the trees, you won't even notice. But in the light of the sun's rays, they are slightly purple, - she leaned back, putting her hands under her head, - Although Maxim and I are similar, but the shades are different. - Yeah? ... And what's the difference? - Alinka chuckled. Realizing that she caught me, she was embarrassed and tried to get out: - What is your color?

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

Something that was sacred in our world. Izer’s wolf paced in front of the car, appearing bigger than it and larger than anything around. The wolves halted at a distance of a few feet, probably coming to their senses. I focused on the silver beast in the center which gave off strange Alpha vibes. His eyes glowed a strange blue as if a fire was blazing hard inside. I frowned, swallowing my saliva. I had never seen a wolf with blue eyes—eyes that shimmered and glowed in the darkness. “ This is the perfect time to kill you. ” The evil side of me grumbled.

Wes explains. “The Falconi family was known for two things, well, three really, but only two were what one would call famous. The Falconi family could shift as early as 10; their wolves are always pure white. It is said that their wolves are so white that they are almost transparent. The other is that every member of the family has purple eyes.” Wess adds.

— Kaden — My father nodded. “Okay, from what I saw, spirit wolves are rare, but have not always been so. They are distinguished by their white hair on their head, but that does not cover all their body like an albino. They have two predominant eye colour, either a very pale pink, or violet—I believed I’ve seen the term lilac being used somewhere,” he told me. “White hair, not tricoloured?” I asked. “One of the main signs of hybridization seems to be visible in the tip of their hair gaining a different colour.”

I tried to look what is happening but I can't find any answer until I spot something on left side. There are three wolves, one is the rival against the other two. I can't figure who they are since I've never seen that kind of wolves. The wolf with pink eyes and it's guard hairs are combination of white and red color is really attractive but it look dangerous. The other one is color green and white and the last one is blue and white. I'm sure that I've never seen these three. The wolf with pink eyes step closer, then the other two step back seems like terrified to its aura. Slowly the wolf with pink eyes position to attack like a wild one.

The fear screaming from her eyes of the unknown would scar my soul for eternity. In a matter of minutes, a lovely white wolf lay in a puddle of blood and plasma. Esme panted heavily. Her eyes were wary but on mine. “You’re okay, Esmerelda.” A noise from the edge of my property made me look past her. The whole pack stood like sentries watching my mate. Cyrus, the largest grey wolf, stepped towards us and bent his head, revering our newest member.

She was a scary lady but I can tell that she was going her best, her son was now Alpha due to her husbands passing. “May I just ask, as you know this was pack of wolves, are you a wolf? Or have any wolf heritage, your eye colour is unique and doesn’t usually occur in wolves.” This took me off guard, due to not knowing my father I was unsure what eye colour is common in wolves. I took a moment to think about the wolves I’ve met, realising that most of them have brown eyes with the occasional wolf having a shade of green but no blue.