Wolf With Green Eyes Novels & Stories

' I asked. 'I am fine my darling. It is nice to meet you,' she said smiling at me pleasantly. I was surprised when I looked into her eyes. They were the greenest eye color I had ever seen on any wolf. How could her eyes be that green? I had only heard of green-eyed wolves from fairy tales about Lycan kings and royalties. She noticed my surprise and looked confused before she realized what must have caused my look of awe. 'Oh. I am sorry my dear. My eyes must have startled you,' she said as she let go of me and sat down. She opened her bag and brought a small plastic-looking container.

Growling at the other as if speaking the same language but ordering for the wolf to retreat. After that, the wolf went away. I opened my eyes to see a brown-furred wolf which is huge with green eyes. Green? I am reminded of his eyes which I love very much. What's he up to. Maybe worried about me. Waiting for me to return tomorrow. I look back at its eyes. They are very much similar to his. As if there are the same. Only that he is human and this is an animal. Maybe he is,... Don't make silly speculations.

I never expected things to turn out this way, I didn't expect that Sylvia will go into heat neither did I except to be thrown by a wolf. I stood up looking at the wolf. He stood giantly in front of its mate but the looks in it's eyes is one of death,. I knew immediately that this wolf is an alpha wolf and is more bigger than mine, and I gulped down in fear .The wolf’s fur is pitch black, there's no other color on it's fur. The only thing that has color is it's eyes, it's menacing eyes is amethyst green. He is snarling and preparing to attack once more, everyone has their mouth open in awe no one bothering to stop the wolf. I knew immediately that this battle is mine alone to fight, thankfull

Me: Go on… Susi: Heehee, I feel your jealousy. Don’t think you can hide it. Anywho… she said it has red eyes and stood up on hind feet. It was bipedular, so there is no mistaking it to be the Vargulf. Kyla asked her if they had done anything to make it angry, and she said no. Me: It doesn’t mean the beast wasn’t angry at them for stepping into its territory. Red eyes on a wolf can be anger or an Alpha’s status. When not in our Lykos form, our eyes are green.

When our eyes met, my world stopped and I think I stopped breathing. "MATE!" I was brought back to reality by my wolf. When I came back to my senses, I saw her smiling at me. "Hi," she said. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Clara's POV While I was sitting, I heard something. I looked behind me and saw a man standing. I slowly lifted my head and just saw a handsome man with a fresh grassy green color swirling in his Atlantic blue eyes. His eyes are beautiful. Green-Blue eyes, blue. That's rare among wolves.

'' I asked to be sure, and he nodded his head. At this moment, I wished I were a werewolf. It would have been easier to communicate with him. Despite knowing it was Alpha Darin, I was so scared of the scary animal before me. As it stands before me, its intense gaze locks onto me, and I can feel the weight of its presence. Its piercing eyes are a deep, soulful green, betraying a deep intelligence and cunning. The wolf's ears are perked up, alert, and ready for any sign of danger or prey, while its bushy tail swishes back and forth in anticipation.

The quotation says, ‘a queen of three’. There is another picture of a group of 4 people. The caption read ‘With hair of red and eyes of green, at least 2 elemental wolves will be needed to save the queen.’ I wonder what elemental wolves are? The kids were standing in front of a picture. A picture of a woman sitting on the edge of the fountain, wearing a blue dress with dark hair. In the picture her eyes are green with a blue ring around the pupil. Sitting next to her is a white wolf with black paws and a black chest. I am just staring. This is a memory, a memory from my brain, that is Alexis.

His eyes darted through the moving mist. Suddenly, a flicker of motion flashed through my eyes. We both saw it from Afar. It was fast, graceful, and wild. At first, I thought it was the woods playing tricks again. But when the figure came closer, my heart stopped. It was a wolf. And it wasn't just any wolf. Her fur glowed faintly silver, her eyes a color I knew too well—liquid gold, fierce and soft all at once. My throat went dry and my knees nearly buckled.

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

Gerwulf yelped, holding his arm up in defense trying to protect himself from more blows. Hylda attacked him, slashing the air like a mad woman. Eloise finally found the opportunity, biting Delmar's hand hard and screaming for Gerwulf to run. At her words, his head snapped to the side, their eyes locking. Both of them stood as if time had stopped, Eloise unable to understand what was happening as he began running towards her. An earth shaking howl erupted from him, causing crowd goers to fall and drums to tip over. Even Hylda and Finn held their ears in pain. Gerwulf jumped, transforming as if he'd done it his entire life. A large blood red wolf with piercing amber eyes emerging as it barrele