Wolf Jon Snow Novels & Stories

Conrad is the oldest son of Alpha Carlos from the Snow Mountain Pack. Their pack is suitably named as they reside near the mountains, which become covered in snow during the winter season. Also, their wolves normally have white fur. Those native to their pack, anyway. Since there’s been a mix up with other packs due to mating, not everyone has a white wolf. The alpha’s family, though, carries the dominant gene. Regardless of mating with someone outside their pack, the resulting offspring would be white wolves.

Aleister still looked too speechless, which was a strange feeling. I shook my head, understanding he could see I was back in control. “Nate, your wolf is white.” Leon grinned at me. What? White? There is no such thing as a white wolf. They are only Myths from back in the old days. I let out a whine and he frowned slightly. “Follow me little brother.” As Leon stood up, I followed him into his dressing room and the full length mirror. I almost jumped at the beautiful wolf looking at me. My wolf. My fur the colour of the most purest white, that had a slight glow as if the moon was constantly shining on it.

I don’t know if this is Ryan or just a free wolf but if I wake 2010, he’ll take it down like he did the deer. The shadow moves and I follow the wolf into the forest quickly. When we are far enough from 2010, the wolf appears on a ledge above me and shifts, “Colt?” he whispers. “Ryan!? I whisper-yell as tears fill my eyes. “You are alive! Maddie wasn’t crazy!” “You spoke to Maddie?” I ask. Silence. “Colt, I won’t go willingly and there are traps set everywhere. Turn back now while you can.” “Ryan, I don’t want to hurt you. You know they are making me do this.” I sigh.

I watched all of it — Mommy deteriorating in the facility, Maya learning to live in a wheelchair, Dad drinking himself into an early death in some distant territory. A wolf pressed against my leg — small and old, with a white muzzle and cloudy amber eyes. Her name was Snow. She was my wolf — the one I never got to grow up with. We never even had the chance to meet. Snow looked up at me and her tail moved once, low and slow. It was time to go. I knew she was right.

I lean over him, tucking the pelts tighter around his chest to shield the glowing purple mark from the biting frost, whispering frantic reassurances into his ear even though I know the roaring tempest swallows my words before they can reach him. Shane takes the lead reins of our white winter wolves, his face hardened with grim determination as he guides our team into the blinding whiteout of the Highlands. His broad shoulders strain against the biting gale, his expert knowledge of the northern trails keeping our frantic procession from sliding off the edge of the precipice into the yawning abyss below.

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

as he quickly stepped back raising his hands in defense. “I didn't get to change you myself, although I wanted to but I had the pack nurse do it I promise.” “What did you mean by you have warriors chasing after them?” Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “This might be hard to understand for now, but… I am a wolf, the alpha of the Shadowcrest pack and you my dear are my fated mate. I have waited my whole life for you.” He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding.

Once I got back into town I recieved a call from Mr. Marrieotti. “Yes Mr. Marrieotti, the body has been disposed of appropriately. He will never see a subpoena.” “ Good Ms. Snow, I am glad we are on the same page. Thank you for getting it done in a timely manner as always.” One of the reasons that I am the most prolific contract killer is because I am a woman. I was in Special ops Marine Corps when I met my commanding officer Robins. He’d become like a brother to me. In fact, he was the only family I had. So when he asked if I would be the God- Mother to little Johnathan I didn’t hesitate before saying yes.

Then they started walking back to where they had gone before. “Isn't it just a normal wolf?” Lawrence inquired as he tailed William once more. William came to a halt and turned to face his friend, saying, “A wolf? Yes... but no! I've seen one. The wolf isn't like that. Their eyes don't glow like that of an animal.” He then resumed his walk. Lawrence responded, “Glow like what? I'd never seen anything like that earlier.” “Seriously, bro? Its eyes were glowing like a golden treasure, how can you not notice that?” William said, unconvinced.