Wolf Ears And Tail Novels & Stories

I murmured. “About fucking time” Celeste puffed. I wasn’t sure if it was my stomach or her that growled but either way I got the message. I quickly undressed, stashing my clothes in yet another tree, and called Celeste forward to shift. In an instant, I was looking down at our four massive paws. In the sun our fur was a rich chocolate brown, but at night it almost looked black, making it easy to blend into our surroundings. The only way you could see us under the cover of darkness, was if you spotted our eyes. As a wolf, my eyes lost the grey ring that they had in my human form and instead were purely the colour of ice on a sunny day - white, with the faintest hint blue if you looked close e

If it weren’t for their eyes, I wouldn’t be able to tell them apart. They are identical, even down to the ridge of hair that runs the length of their spine. The longer I looked at them, the more I realised they looked slightly different to other Wolves. Their snouts are a little longer, and their tails are a little shorter. Maybe it was because they were cubs. Aderyn’s blue eyes shift to me. Using her shoulder, she nudges Willa, and very slowly, they creep towards me with their heads low as though they know they are in trouble.

It was my Wolf! My Wolf had very unusual markings, completely black with two white front paws and a white tipped tail. It wasn't a common combination of markings for any Wolf. I must have gasped or something because she glanced over her shoulder at me. "It's...it's..." I stuttered, unsure what to say. She looked at me in confusion, lips turning down into a frown. "You don't like it?" I choked on my saliva. "No! That's not it! We like it very much. How? Where did you come up with the design?"

He looked up at me for a moment, then looked back down. "What I had heard moving turned and made a beeline for me. Out on the trail ahead of me stepped the biggest wolf I had ever seen. Its fur was matted and dirty. It had its ears back and its head low as it snarled." Skye closed his eyes as if reliving that day. "Foam coated its jaws."

He was terrified. Suddenly, the bushes at the edge of the clearing rustled violently, and Alpha Rollins burst through, his massive wolf form emerging from the shadows. His fur was a dark, almost black, shade of brown that blended with his eyes color. His eyes, glowing a fierce amber, were locked onto the rogues, blazing with fury. Rollins was enormous, even for a wolf—his powerful muscles rippling under his fur, his sharp teeth bared in a vicious snarl.

When it was over, a massive black wolf stood where Kael had been. He was enormous - easily twice the size of any normal wolf. His fur was midnight black with silver threading through it, especially around his face and ears. But it was his eyes that made my breath catch. They were still Kael’s eyes, that same icy-gray color, looking out from the wolf’s face with unmistakable intelligence. The wolf - Kael - took a cautious step toward me. When I didn’t move away, he came closer, moving with fluid grace until he was standing just an arm’s length away.

You can do this. His spine curved and extended. His face began to elongate. But something was wrong with the rhythm of it, like a song being played with half the notes missing. Then, finally, it completed. The wolf that stood in Ewan's place was beautiful and wrong all at once. His coat was a patchwork of colors - silver here, brown there, patches of white and gold scattered across his form like paint splatter. His left ear was silver while the right was brown. One paw was white, another gold. It should have looked chaotic, but instead it was striking. Unique.

It takes everything in me not to kill all the males looking at my naked mate, but it only lasts a second and then she shifts with the girls. Lianne’s wolf is light blond, standing proud and purring at Tristan. She bows her head to me in respect, and I bow mine to her in return. Her tail tip is dark chocolate brown, as are her paws, which is very unique. The tips of her ears are caramel golden, with hints of black. A combination of me and Allie? I raise an eyebrow at my father who is staring at the wolves in wonder himself.

The other wolf, a sandy coloured wolf lifted its head, eyes fixing on me. I shank back again, my head low and curled into myself. The sandy wolf let out a high bark, her tail resuming it swinging before she went back to sticking its nose in the snow. It seemed very spirited and playful which seemed odd to me. Wasn't it going to try and eat me? The dark wolfs ear twitches, just the slightest of movements and I shrink back again.

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