14 Werewolves Novels & Stories

“So, about this mind speak thingy…” “Ah, that’s a type of communication magic that all werewolves have. It lets them talk with their pack members,” said John, who finally chose to speak after watching the two in their awkward situation. “Anything you say using that magic can only be heard by those you consider part of your pack. In this case, it’s Young Master Nico and I. Your parents would probably be able to hear you as well, but since there’s a considerable distance, they would likely not.” “Oh, okay…”

Pascal responded "no, you are being followed by the vampires, be careful" Jack Rich's face darkened "I am sorry, I wasn't aware, I will be more careful, next time" Pascal didn't pursue the matter anymore "any news?" he asked immediately. "Yes, I was able to track down some werewolves in the City, they are very few, only one thousand werewolves," Jack Rich told Pascal. Pascal wasn't surprised "that is huge, and how many packs are there in the City?" he inquired. "None, the vampires get rid of any Alpha immediately, they rule the City, and they are not ready to share it with the werewolves, when are you coming out of isolation?" Jack Rich asked with expectation.

They both stood near each other and the werewolves stood opposite them. Devlin and Lucy looked at each other and they saw that there are more than 15 werewolves in total. They also noticed that all the werewolves are pitch black with a height of 5 feet and all are having silver-grey eyes. They both become confused seeing this and this is also the first time that Lucy is seeing the werewolves who were behind her since her childhood. And they also saw that all the werewolves are looking at them with other motives. It didn’t look like they are going to kill Devlin and Lucy.

I pressed the heels of my palms into my eyes, trying to force my mind to recall the gruesome details it wanted nothing more than to forget and bury. There were maybe six bodies we didn't recognize in the frenzy. Plus, those final eight, we're looking at roughly fourteen wolves. "Could fourteen really overpower the entire camp?" I muttered under my breath. "Fourteen what?" A voice asked from beside me. Startled, I flinched upright, eyes blurry from the pressure of my hands. But I didn't need to see clearly to know it was Leon. It was always Leon. "What?" "Fourteen what?" he repeated, softer. "Could fourteen ‘whats’ overpower the entire camp?"

Gina said defensively. " They are our enemy! She should be killed!" Lucas a boy who had been listening to her conversation with Sarah said as he advanced toward Elora and started to choke her. " Are you out of your mind Lucas? Leave her alone!" Gina said pulling Lucas away from Elora while Elora gasped for air. The thing was, as a thirteen-year-old, your traits as a wolf will be inactive until you turn fourteen. The only thing they were born with was strength. But once they turn fourteen instinct starts to kick in and in New Moon Pack, a werewolf's instinct was to kill humans.

Ava’S POV A loud siren suddenly started blaring, making my head hurt badly. "All residents of the pack are to assemble in the general hall immediately," said the voice of Vron, the leader of the pack and the instructor of the Numbers. I got dressed quickly and went to the hall alongside Belle, who explained everything about the pack that Five and Ven had left out. There were only twelve of the numbers left. Vron was a witch, and the most powerful among the werewolves were the triplet grandchildren of Count Dracula, which were Lawson, the guy from yesterday, herself, and someone called Rawlaine. They were sixty-three years old each, and they were opposing their grandfather by choosing the opp

“What are we going to do with the new pack?” I ask, still curled up on Caden’s chest, my voice muffled by the fabric of his shirt. The warmth of him keeps my body relaxed, but my mind’s already spinning with logistics. Merging packs is no joke—especially when we’re talking about three thousand wolves. That brings our total to thirteen thousand. Thirteen. Thousand.

I uncrossed my legs and looked at the book again. Did I….did I just see 18? 18 dead bodies and 10 injured. Like what? My eyes widened up in surprise, who was the fucking killer? Was he some kind of a machine or what, because how would he…how would he kill 18 werewolves in just a twinkle of an eye and injure 10 again? It's like they were human that I'll agree to that amount because they were easier to kill, but a fucking werewolf? No!

Alec sounded angry and apple. “We’re sure.” I started to explain. “There is some book that the guild has which speaks of a hunger moon sacrifice of six virgins, in the sense that they haven’t shifted, werewolves to devour their wolf spirits. There are twelve elders, and the leader of the demons makes thirteen. We know seventy-two were abducted from packs in France and neighboring countries. That means…” I didn’t need to finish my sentence because Alec did for me. “They plan for the thirteenth group to the heirs in their charge.” Alec completed my thought.

I sighed, feeling like an idiot. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t be laughing. It’s just I thought I was rushing you. I was scared I might be going too fast after asking you to marry me.” He looked relieved and I grinned. If only he knew the truth! Dangit! I was already packed and ready to move in! “Yes, we can have children. As many as you want, and no, they won’t come out all fluffy and snarling if that’s what you were worried about.” He grinned at me before taking my hand and kissing the palm. Our food arrived and he waited for the waiter to leave again before continuing. “A werewolf only finds it’s wolf when it turns fourteen. I can’t even begin to imagine the poor females having to run after pup