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.”

But, this is the way Melania wanted, the woman reminded herself. She stepped close to the mirror and, with little hesitation, placed the globes onto the surface. She waited a moment before the mirror absorbed the globes from her hand. Then, after a few moments, an image slowly appeared in the darkness. A white werewolf was curled into a ball. Her fur shook as if she was cold. "Nova?" The werewolf lifted her head at the sound of her name. She looked confused, looking around at her surroundings. "I...I shouldn't be here," Nova said with confusion.

Something about the reflection felt… off. With a faint smile, she walked toward it, but the moment she stood before the mirror, she froze. Her breath hitched. Her eyes slowly turned red. In the mirror, she wasn’t alone. A red wolf stood behind her reflection, its fur shifting as though stirred by an unseen wind. Its glowing eyes locked onto hers, calm… aware. It didn’t feel like an illusion. It felt real. Aurora’s heart began to race. My wolf…?

It was a pleasant day. She walked down the path slowly, looking at a wolf staring at her. She turned left, but the wolf gestured its head not to come. She obeyed and then continued walking straight until she got to an open place with a big mirror, standing a few meters away from her. She walked closer to the mirror, and as Reginald had said she saw the wolf in front of the mirror. it was like a ghost wolf with its head and forelegs visible, and the rest of its body - faded.

What if returning meant reuniting with a stranger? Then her wrist burned. Not with words or warnings, but with a small, trembling pulse. A whimper that existed below sound. Sera was still there. Still listening. Still trapped inside the woman Mira wanted to hate. Mira lowered her hand, the anger dissolving into something more complicated. “I will not hurt the cage while my wolf is inside it.” The choice tasted like ash and iron. But it was hers. Darius nodded to Tovan, who carefully wrapped the broken mirror in protective cloth. Galen gathered the Moon Rite fabric, his expression grim.

Usually all rogue wolves had red eyes and he did but his wolf’s fur looked to be falling off or fluttering away like smoke from a burning fire. “What the hell?” I asked, stepping towards the glass. “This is my first time seeing it too. Hell, this is my first time seeing anything like it at all.” Jackson said in a low voice. The rogue wolf growled at the mirror then it started to wine as if it was hurting. He shifted back and fell to the floor. “Was he injured when he was captured?” I asked, still studying him as he flopped to his back. He seemed to be thirsty or gasping for air.

A blinding light erupted from Luna's body, momentarily blinding the woman and giving Luna a moment of reprieve. Seizing the opportunity, Luna summoned her wolf form, her fur shimmering with a celestial glow. She lunged forward, teeth bared, snapping at the woman's outstretched arm. The woman howled in pain, releasing her hold on Luna. Luna landed on her paws, her determination renewed. She locked eyes with Elias and howled, a haunting melody that reverberated through the realm. The mist around them swirled and shifted, revealing the fragments of a broken mirror. Luna realized that they were trapped in a reflection of their fears, trapped within the illusions.

"Why am I seeing a d-dog?" "That is your real form." "A dog?" I spat. "Are you kidding me?" I scratched my nose and realized that the dog in the mirror also did what I did. She looks like a reflection to me now that it is synchronizing my movements. I tried to nod my head, and it also did! "It's not a dog, Aksha. That's a wolf." "W-what?" "That is your reflection." I stared at it. "T-that's the wolf I saw earlier! I-impossible."

The ones too young for the Rinks or set to just become pack leaders. A familiar yet older face came into view as I stared across the hall, and seated was a now white eyed and grey streaked haired Mira. "What happened to her?" I asked Haden. "Her wolf happened. With the wolf close to the front she was able to grow a leg. Never seen it before. But since then she looks like that." He stared at her and when her eyes looked up at us i saw a flash of recognition and she smiled and waved. One white screen with a map stretched wide across the wood beneath it took my attention next.

Arion admonished, his voice heavy with urgency. “No, I will not accept that…” My gaze fixated on the Mirror of Eternity, and in a moment of desperation, I extended my claws and dug them into my flesh. A spirit wolf's blood on the mirror would seal an anguished soul’s fate into an endless loop, and before I could fully comprehend the gravity of my actions—or before Arion could stop me—I had already fed the mirror my blood.