Wolf Cute Novels & Stories

I did and backed away to the nearest tree. How did my situation even come to this? By now, as the two Weres were busy killing each other, the cougar was sneakily walking towards the wolf's back. Once I realized what it was about to do, I screamed. "NO!!" The cougar leaped to its feet as it opened its jaws, ready to snap at the wolf's bare neck. Just as it was about to, another wolf came out of the forest and tackled the cougar away from the first wolf. Both are pretty similar with each other but this one had a white sock like print to one of its front paws. The first wolf was finally able to separate itself from the lion and stood by the new wolf. It gave it a side glance as it snorted at it

“You can’t just say that. I know the rules, okay? I know that the Luna has to stay in the pack house with the Alpha. I know that the Luna has to be a part of the blood blond so she can mind-link with everyone. It’s for safety. It’s for power. It’s for whatever other fucked up reason they have come up with, and there isn’t anything anyone can do to change that.” “But maybe you can.” Doren motions to me. “What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I glare at him. “Roo, you are the first wolf that I have ever met, that I have ever heard of, that has special abilities outside of an alpha. I haven’t ever heard of there being a white wolf alive in over 3 centuries. Everything about you is an excepti

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

she said and I slowly got up. I wanted to ask her where we were going. Before I could say a word all the wolves came out of the hut. They were looking at me. They turned into their wolf form and nodded at me to follow them. I noticed the color of their eyes. They had forest-green eyes. All wolves had different fur. Reed was black and Arrow had brown fur. Winter was grey and Aava had a golden and brown mix. Season was a mix of grey and black. Hunter was white. I nodded back and ran after them.

His eyes were the sun. The trees passed Moon’s huge frame quickly and he stopped. He spotted a wolf. A brown wolf. A magnificent one. The wolf was a bit smaller than Moon. It was a female. It was Viviana’s wolf, Miracle. Her brown fur had shining golden borders. Her ears were sharp and straight. She was alert. Her back screamed possession.

— Tolerable. - Not cold? - asked the "snowy", skeptically looking at me from head to toe. Well, yes, I jumped out again in one shirt. I could only smile, because it was impossible to think of a more stupid question. “Have you forgotten that I am a fiery wolf?” I smiled as I tossed out my cigarette butt. “Fiery wolves are not afraid of any frost,” oh yes, he knew, and judging by his face, this was exactly the reaction he expected from me. Stretching, I leaned back against the lantern, feeling some wrong lightness from the conversation.

alpha Rowan says, he looked ruffed up, he had a big bite over his neck, and my eyes kept going back to that point on his neck. The two alphas sat next to each other on one side and I sat on the opposite one, I kept avoiding their eyes, worried that I won't be in trouble now. "Have you ever heard about white wolves?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no. "Verbal answers please," alpha Rowan order me. "Okay, haven't heard," I say in a mumbling voice. "White wolves are the rarest wolves out there, some people don't believe they exist, do you know how many there are out in the world?" alpha Aiden asks me and I shake my head no.

Looking back down at the wolf, I was pretty sure they were new. Their fur was a mix of three different colors; a sandy brown, black, and white. The majority of them were a combination of brown and black but the white was sprinkled in very specific spots. Around the ears, muzzle, paws and tail were all white that bled into the black and brown. Their eyes were bright, reflecting that their wolf was in charge. Squatting down, I smiled, looking them in their eyes. “Don’t tell your human side this, but with where the white is on your muzzle, you look like an old man.”

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

Shifted back and rounded the tree. "I'll lift it a bit whilst you scale up and throw the rope over. Zaven, grab the end and pull." Lysander instructed. The white wolf nodded in recognition. He almost blended perfectly in with his surroundings. He had the best fur to hunt in these parts. Kallik on the other hand was the worst one, with his black fur.