Wolf With Purple Eyes Novels & Stories

Alpha Altan, ignoring Vladimir's words, looked at Zeta Eli in surprise at his question because, as far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned it in front of anyone. Howl Wolf Vladimir has black hair and hazel brown eyes. His eyes are the most striking feature: golden irises, flecks of hazel brown embedded in his pupils. His nose is also very prominent, as are his chin and jawline - His wolf persona was a gift to him from the Goddess. "Your body smells like a vampire," he said, pouring some green-colored liquid into a bowl which the Alpha Altan finished in one breath. Today, I feel very strange about that dickhead," Alpha Altan said as he placed the cup back on the table.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

Mia was still staring at the mirror with her heart racing, her chest rising and falling in a breath that didn't seem to be enough to relieve the tension that was gripping her body. Her eyes. Those eyes. She could hardly believe what she saw reflected back at her. They weren't your ordinary green eyes. No. Now, his eyes were completely transformed, with a deep shade of blue, the iris circled by a purple circle, cut by a thin, feline pupil, like that of a wolf. They were intense, wild, dangerous.

“Fortunately, they managed to sway them off. Inflicting injuries on most of them. However, some managed to escape. They have some unique features, such as brown eyes and the gang leader whose eyes are purple. I noticed his demure changed the moment I spoke in the eyes of the gang leader. I glanced at him as he attempted to share some news with me. I gestured for him to continue. “My apologies, Alpha, for my interruption. There have been some rumors from our spies in other neighboring packs, that they have been sighting a werewolf with purple eyes. However, it was also rumored that he doesn’t stay in that state and usually returns to his human state after a sho

So when she saw what her wolf looks like with that freaking fur color and her stupid birthmark stamped on her chest she swore so badly that if grandma could understand what was coming out of her mouth, she definitely would have washed Neffie's mouth with everything she could find to disinfect it. And her next distress was caused by her abnormal wolf figure!!! Her wolf's body was covered with beautiful long blood red colored fur, and her front toes and the whole area below the knees of her back legs, the insides of her ears, along with the lower part of her mussel, and the small area above eyebrows were pure white, while the tip of her tail and her back were thick black. And very unusually he

Toya shrugs, like she isn’t sure she actually saw that color, and Kaelin nods because he saw it too. “Purple?” I repeat, mind glitching out because I have never heard of a purple-eyed wolf in my entire life. I have read every genetic record and historical wolf-heritage book we own in both libraries and the docs lab. Purple is not a thing. Red is almost non-existent, but exists…Green, Kaelin’s are the only ones I have seen, but that’s expected for what he is…. Amber is the normal.

Perhaps this coming blood moon would be the time it will show up again. I took my phone on the glass table fronting the couch and tried to look at the time, but I went to open the front camera to look at myself to see if my eyes changed in color as my mate observed. I squinted my eyes and looked at it closer and gasped, "Wow! It really is purple." What I have read and heard people tell me is that the only purple-eyed werewolf is the one who has the soul of the rightful ruler. I guess everything makes sense to me now. I really am that one.

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

But I didn't try to stand up. And from right where I stood, I saw the same wolf who encouraged me earlier. But something was different from her or was it because I didn't notice it? The black wolf had two different tails. One black and one white as snow. I gasped in horror as I also noticed her eyes. She had two different sets of colors in her irises. The left eye was colored red and the right eye was colored dark blue. "W-who are you?" I asked, trembling. The wolf's eyes locked gaze with mine. She bestowed an ambiance of eerieness and cunningness. Then, a smirk crept up from her lips. "I am you..."