Wolf Touching Mirror Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

That was worse. “Everyone stand down!” Zoe shouted from outside. She was holding off 4 wolves with a silver whip. “One wrong move and I collapse this tent!” No one listened. Brandon took one step forward. Victor took one step forward. The air between them crackled. That’s when the Mirror pulsed. A shockwave of white and purple light blasted out of it and threw everyone against the tent walls. Brandon. Victor. Me. We all hit the ground hard. The Mirror flew from my hands and spun in the air. Both halves. The one I was holding, and the shard still buried in Victor’s chest from days ago.

I collapsed to the ground, my hands shaking, tears gushing out of my eyes. So it was true. The video was real. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't make a sound. Violet howled at the top of her voice, taking control of me. I could feel my spine contorted with a series of pops and cracks, arching upward as if to tear it from my flesh. As my senses sharpened, my claws extended, my fangs pushed through, my humanity drowned out. The world came into hyper-focus. Before I could think more, I saw the snow-white wolf that I was standing in front of the mirror, and a deep growl vibrated in my throat as I stood there on my claws.

Suddenly, my reflection in the mirror moved entirely on its own. It stepped closer to the glass, its jaw remaining fixed while a strange, ethereal voice echoed directly inside my head, loud and cold. “We cannot let you be bound to the lineage of a monster,” my reflection said. Its tone was devoid of any human warmth, echoing with dark, terrifying authority. Before I could even process what those words meant, the reflection's left eye suddenly began bleeding thick, crimson blood. Red tears streamed down the glass image, cascading over its pale cheek as the white wolf behind it let out a soundless, ferocious snarl that shook my mind.

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!"

I understood what was going on in my mother's heart, it must suck to see a person you love from the bottom of your soul go down and you can't say anything or do anything to help. But I couldn't complain, Mistress Mary and Anna had been offering me a lifeboat for some time! The problem was that I couldn't swim against the current to get into this boat. I took the first clothes I could find that were the least dirty and put them on without much desire. I looked in the mirror and saw a fragment of the woman I once was, the image in the mirror looked like me but was not me. Anna came into the room and stopped behind me in the mirror, she hugged me tight like she did a million times and said "Thi