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The first thing I thought of was the wolf, so I quickened my pace, immediately looking around, then I heard a howl, which made me run, but I tripped and fell. “Ouch,” I groaned, feeling a pain in my foot. I got up as best I could, limping toward the safety of my house. However, growls to my right made me stop in my tracks. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see a silhouette on all fours walking toward me. I slowly turned my head until I saw the huge wolf coming toward me, licking its lips.

The air is thick with primal energy as they prepare to embark on a night of hunting. Blaze, Dexter, Alexa, and the rest of the pack stand together, their eyes reflecting the moon's luminous radiance. They shift into their sleek and powerful wolf forms, their coats adorned with various shades of silver, gray, and black. Each wolf exudes a sense of grace and strength, their muscles coiled like springs, ready to unleash their full potential.

There, standing over the water, was a wolf. The sight was a physical blow that left me reeling. It was not just any wolf. Its fur was the purest, most blinding white, with streaks of glowing silver running through the thick coat. Its eyes, even from this distance, shone a deep, oceanic blue. It was magnificent. It was terrifying.

So when she saw what her wolf looks like with that freaking fur color and her stupid birthmark stamped on her chest she swore so badly that if grandma could understand what was coming out of her mouth, she definitely would have washed Neffie's mouth with everything she could find to disinfect it. And her next distress was caused by her abnormal wolf figure!!! Her wolf's body was covered with beautiful long blood red colored fur, and her front toes and the whole area below the knees of her back legs, the insides of her ears, along with the lower part of her mussel, and the small area above eyebrows were pure white, while the tip of her tail and her back were thick black. And very unusually he

She turned her head slightly, catching a glimpse of a wolf with silver-gray fur observing from a distance, its expression unreadable. A wolf that looked exactly like Elias Storm.

The pain had subsided and Jenson stared down wide eyed at the most glorious wolf he'd ever set his sight upon. Her eyes were like bright sparkling emeralds. Her coat was a shiny black...almost blue it was so dark. There were white patches on each foot that looked like she had socks on her paws. Between her eyes was a diamond shaped white patch, and the tip of each ear was dotted white. Her wolf had made her appearance early and she was absolutely magnificent.

After placing her clothes in her bag, she shifted. Her white wolf with sapphire eyes had an unusual feature - a striped tail of white and grey. She never knew why. She scoured through any book she could find on the oddities of werewolves but there was nothing on striped tails. Those who had seen her form always pointed out this peculiarity of hers. Some said she had an unknown gift; others said she was cursed. It never bothered her in terms of functionality so she just shrugged off these comments.

But I didn't try to stand up. And from right where I stood, I saw the same wolf who encouraged me earlier. But something was different from her or was it because I didn't notice it? The black wolf had two different tails. One black and one white as snow. I gasped in horror as I also noticed her eyes. She had two different sets of colors in her irises. The left eye was colored red and the right eye was colored dark blue. "W-who are you?" I asked, trembling. The wolf's eyes locked gaze with mine. She bestowed an ambiance of eerieness and cunningness. Then, a smirk crept up from her lips. "I am you..."

There, in the midst of, I see a wolf. A very big, beautiful wolf with black silky fur, with white spots on the right front leg, on the chest, and lastly on both ears. The wolf also had the most beautiful turtoise blue eyes that kept glowing. "Quin.." I hear it whisper in my mind. Something about the whisper feels familiar, friendly, just right and I can't help but walk towards it with a smile. When I reach it, it bows it head in submission towards it, and I slightly touch it's nose wtih my fingers, and it's soft and tickley that I start to giggle. I start petting it with both my hands on the ears.

Her eyes held anxiousness, worries, fear, and her expressions let me conclude that she had never something like Miracle. The lady must have been a werewolf or something supernatural for she disappeared in an instant after that unwanted encounter. Unlike Emma's wolf Emmy, Miracle is a brown wolf with a brown, thick, bushy tail, and long ears with light chocolate inner skin. Miracle is a huge wolf. Emma didn’t believe it after she saw Miracle for the first time.