Wolf Touching Mirror Novels & Stories

And I didn’t like how he assumed that I jumped to the mirror on purpose. “I didn’t know the mirror worked that way.” “But you saw it didn’t you? The snakes and the creature with a head of tiger and lion. You know it might be dangerous, yet you still went close to the mirror.” His jaw was as sharp as his gaze. He was seriously pissed off this time. “I’m foolish I know but you shouldn’t have killed someone else to save me!” “The word saving is too warm, little wolf. I call it taking care of a possession that is still useful to me. Why, you said you got inside by accident. Aren’t you happy that I got you out? Your master is being generous here.”

'' Rachel's Mom ordered and quickly, Rachel handed the mirror over to her while she took a few steps towards me. ''Do you want to see your Wolf?'' Aunt Silva asked through telepathy. ''Yes.'' I responded anxiously, hoping my wolf wouldn't be a small and fragile looking one. Slowly, Aunt Silva placed the big mirror in front of me. ''Holy goddess.'' I mumbled in shock as I held my breath.

I had seen it clearly, heard its voice clearly as if it had been beside me. Slowly, I approached the mirror, scared at what I might find — or what I wouldn't. But it was there, the other version of me, staring back. It was my very own wolf. White fur, burning red eyes. In awe, I stretched my hand out to the mirror as if I could make a physical contact with it.

I was in awe but also scared at what was gonna come next. She took a deep breath and began, "There is so much I want to tell you but I can't. However I can show you. She turned in her spot and placed her finger to the water and it slowly started to come up and formed into what appeared to be a mirror. "You life has never been easy, yet your heart has never given up, even without shifting. You think you weren't gifted with a wolf but that's not true. I was waiting for the right time to bless you both, with each other. You are one of my purest children, and for that, I give you this gift." A white wolf with blue glowing eyes looked at me from this water-mirror thing and blinked. I couldn't und

I push my face into it. My eyes are glowing. They're fucking glowing. A bright green, like the forest in spring. When the leaves are just starting to sprout. Shimmering, swirling with the specks of darker. I lower the mirror in a daze and slowly look up at Alina. "Holy fuck." "You didn't know?" "What do you mean?! I've never had a wolf!" I jump from the bed, running out of the room and into the bathroom. As if this mirror will tell a different story, I check. I'm stunned. The glow is still there.

She asked, anxious. He had refused to continue the story until they got to the place where they would rest, so as soon as they got comfortable, a very interested Belle requested. "Very well. Where were we?" "She was hugging him because she saw the werewolf through her window, and he was heartbroken." "Oh, yes. You see, there are several peculiarities in the mirrors. Even if they know almost precisely how they work, there are still details that are yet to be discovered, like what happened to them.

He was running from a swarm of rabid demon wolves with blazing eyes. “Ben!” Beta Leo called out in panic. He rushed to the mirror, tilting it to see what was behind it, but only found the wall. How was this possible? He wondered. His eyes returned to the movie-like display through the mirror. ©COPYRIGHTED 2025/T. MURPHY. 202MURPHY. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

A few seconds later, she snapped her eyes open, staring at me in shock. "By the Moon Goddess... child, your wolf…" "What is it?" I asked, my own wolf beginning to struggle faintly. "Your wolf isn't damaged. It’s just… encased in a thin silver film, like a cocoon. This isn't natural, it's—" BANG! The door was violently thrown open. A crushing Alpha presence slammed into the room like a tidal wave. I felt my wolf instantly curl into a ball. Mira fell to her knees, whimpering in pain.

The assassin—a wraith in black—melts into the darkness. Claire’s breathing hard, pressed against the wall. "They’re here for the dagger." I know. I know. The mirror hums , the witch’s whispers slithering into my skull. "Little wolf... you don’t belong to them. You belong to me ." I grit my teeth. "Shut up." Claire’s staring at the mirror, her face slack. No. No, no— I grab her shoulders. "Don’t listen to her!"

Duran's wolf trotted over to me and licked my face from chin to eyebrow, leaving a thick smear of slobber. "Ew!" I yelped. I was sniffling, but this made me giggle. Nigel groaned loud enough to wake the mountain. "Duran, what the hell? That is still my face you're licking! Dude, come on.” "Easy, boy," Valko said, tugging the wolf back. "So what do you say, Miranda?" Noah asked, the gravity in his voice pressing on all of us. "Do you have what it takes to win this tournament?"