Wolf Touching Mirror Novels & Stories

he added and threw him towards the wall that was made of mirrors. Barwolf was expecting the mirror to break under his weight but instead, it glued him. He realizes to his horror that he couldn't move and he felt himself sinking inside the mirror. At the same time he felt something digging his back and realized that his wolf wasn't healing. It was Dark turn to start laughing. Barwolf screamed was heard throughout the castle as the mirror swallowed him up. Dark walked up to the mirror and looked at himself and smiled. "I am too handsome."

And then, as if summoned by some unseen force, a mirror appeared before me, its surface bouncing off the sliverey light from the moon. I hesitated, my reflection staring back at me with hollow eyes, a distorted image of the person I once was. With trembling hands, I reached out, touching the glass, feeling its cool surface beneath my fingertips. And then, in an instant, the mirror shattered, fragments of glass scattering like diamonds in the moonlight as they fell to the forest floor. “Fuck!.” I said loudly, but my words only came out bad a whisper. In the shattered remains of the mirror, in each small piece, I saw a reflection unlike any I had ever known. A glowing white wolf, larger than l

“Come over to the mirror.” Cautiously I came to the wide mirror above the sink, and my eyes blinked astoundingly at the image I saw in the mirror. “It’s you,” I pointed at the wolf incredibly. “You weren’t just a figment of my imagination?” The pretty wolf smiled, her full canine on display. “Of course not, I’m real.”

What the heck? Am I going insane? When Scarlett realised she wasn't dreaming at all, she started to laugh hysterically. She then turned back to the mirror to try to process everything, but the mirror was already broken. "How?..." Her heart was beating so rapidly again. "How is this possible?" She drew a pattern across the ice-crystal cracks of the mirror with her hand. Slowly. A short while later, the white wolf surfaced once more, staring directly into Scarlett's eyes. This time, she couldn't take her eyes off the wolf, and its golden eyes didn't avert from hers either.

He turned away from the mirror. “Not now," he muttered. The reflection in the mirror did not break eye contact. The wolf was fully present. It watched through Damian’s eyes. “You’ve already decided her fate without hearing her truth" the reflection said. The wolf’s voice was clearer now. It was layered over Damian’s image. The mirror seemed like a consciousness. Damian’s expression hardened. He stepped closer to the table. He refused to look at the mirror. "I have heard enough," he said coldly. The reflection in the mirror shifted with him. The wolf stared back even when Damian tried to look.

Now that the shock and the fear had passed, I have to confess that I looked quite pretty. ‘Hey, what kind of wolf are you?’ I asked, hoping she’s sober enough now. The wolf focused on the mirror, and then growled at itself. ‘Answer me.’ ‘I dunno.’ she replied dismissively. ‘That is you in the mirror.’ I said to her when she continued to growl at itself while staring in the mirror, almost ready to jump at itself. It skidded on its paws midway, halting, and then carefully staring into the mirror before snapping, ‘I know that!’

The mirrored wolf split cleanly in half, both sides melting into puddles that reflected nothing. Mireya crouched low, shifting halfway into her wolf form, her eyes bright as amber. She slashed through another attacker, breath sharp and focused. “They’re reflections—they reform unless you destroy the light!” Kaelen caught her meaning. “The eyes.” He spun, ducked beneath a snapping jaw, and drove his sword through another creature’s skull. The light in its eyes flickered and died. This time, it didn’t return. But for every one they felled, more crawled from the pools, the water birthing shapes as though the mirror itself had gone feral.

Berk didn't reply he just stood still looking at his reflection with fear all over his face. Berk's reflection started laughing mockingly and then it slowly transformed into the wolf. The wolf in the mirror licks his mouth hungrily, panting with his tongue stuck out as spits dripped down from it. "Are you hungry? Cause I am" the reflection said and laughed wickedly, fear gripped been even more. Darrell kept on walking until he saw the same mirror, startled at it he walked closer to it and saw his reflection.

“But Grandma’s diary said if we look at the mirror, it will show us everything that we need to know.” “This is a terrible idea, Diana.” Devon’s voice began to sound scared as we both stood in front of the mirror and looked at our reflection. “What if we see something scary in there? Something dangerous?” Despite my twin brother’s warning, I touched the mirror with my hand. I couldn’t explain to him what I felt when I saw the thing. Something was whispering to me to touch it. To feel it with my hands. A calling? I wasn’t sure. But my wolf and I agreed that we had to know what the mirror wanted to tell us.