#wolf shapeshifter

a/n: hello! i’m writing something again, seeing as how my smosh imagine got so many notes wow! thank u!! happy holidays and new year, enjoy :) (i guess this is part one, i’ll make a part two soon if y’all want me to)

You walked through the cold Washington woods in a big winter coat, enjoying the snow. It was times like these where you were grateful that you were a shapeshifter and not an actual werewolf. Anyone who shifted and then changed back to human in this weather would be crazy. Luckily, you didn’t have to worry about that. the sound of joints popping sounded like twigs snapping, followed by bones moving and crunching. Adrenaline was pumping through your already caffeine-filled veins as you shifted into your wolf form.

Pack’s POV:

“Sam, the boys are fighting again!” Leah groaned in annoyance. “Well it’s not our fault that Emily won’t let us go outside!” Sam chuckled at Embry’s response. Leah turned to look where the sound had come from, but found Sam with a blank look on his face. “Embry, Paul, Leah, it’s your lucky day.” “What’s wrong Sam? Something’s up if you’re defying Emily’s orders.” Paul and Embry let out a small laugh, but kept their eyes on Sam, waiting for him to explain. “something’s in the woods... I don’t know what it is, but it’s like us.”With that, Sam stood up and The three others follows him out back to the woods.

“Woah, what is that smell?” “It’s probably it.” “Uh guys, I don’t think it’s an it... I would say them...” The boys turned to look in Leah’s direction and they saw white/gray wolf with flecks of brown in their coat. Needless to say, both parties were surprised to see each other. But before the group could ask the stranger any questions, they turned around and fled.

“Hey Sam. I just got off the phone with Bella, they’re ok but turns out they smelled something too.” “Well at least we know they’re most likely harmless, but what are they? and what are they doing here?” Sam paused for a second, sensing something. “Jake go to the kitchen with the rest of the pack, I’ll be back inside in a minute.” Sam looked around, trying to find the source of the smell. Suddenly he saw something move in the trees nearby. A girl emerged from the woods. A girl?! “Hey.”

“Woah what’s that smell?! Who the he- woah.”

“Everyone, i’d like you to meet Y/N. Y/N, this is my pack, and my lovely wife Emily.” “Uh, hi everyone.”

Y/N’s POV:

In the land of Tarrkin lives four segregated clans. Humans with the capability of shifting into wolves on command as soon as they hit maturity at the age of thirteen. The clans are broken up based on color on their wolf’s coat; gray, brown, black, and white.

A rivalry between the black wolves and white wolves, a rivalry that has lasted since the beginning of time, is finally coming to an end. Binding the two heirs of both the Whitefangs clan and the Blackhearts clan.

Valenthia Percival is the leader’s daughter of the white wolves’ clan—Snowfangs. She is sent off to marry the Blackhearts, leader’s son—Ariston Armadyl. The treaty is to end their long-spanned rivalry and prevent a new war from erupting. This treaty holds the power to bond them together...forever.

For the first time ever, a white wolf and a black wolf are to have a child. As part of the treaty Valenthia is forced to marry her nemesis, Ariston, and bear his child. The treaty is to bring peace amongst them, but while in Blackheart territory Valenthia experiences nothing but rejection, hate, and conflict.