14 Werewolves Novels & Stories

he asks with that cocky smirk again, and I instantly know he didn’t come up with this line just now. “I’ve been dying to meet anyone who is like … me. You know,” I point to my eyes, not saying aloud the obvious secret we share. As he scratches his hair again, I examine his face. His eyes turned back to that light blue with white freckles. He has a definite, straight nose with depressed root, a sharp jawline, and slim, almost hollow cheeks, making his chin stand out. His clean-shaven face gives him a boyish look. He can’t be over 25 I think, at first, but then remember that it’s harder to tell with werewolves.

I didn’t know if we were technically big enough to count as a city, but it was the place’s name. “Really?” Liv asked. All three of the wolves scents tainted with surprise, matching mine and Jay’s. “There can’t be more wolves than the rest of us combined, can there?” Jay looked at me. I could see the gears turning in his head and jerked mine in a sharp no. “If you only have five thousand, there definitely are.” Hazel countered. “There are twenty-five hundred other werewolves scattered around the US, and another three thousand spread across the rest of the world.

The wolves did their best to keep it under control, but it was getting way out of hand. I made sure no humans were around me and illuminated my eyes, so that I could see the supernatural beings auras through my angel eyes. I remembered that wolves glowed blue and vampires glowed yellow. I slowly scanned around the room and spotted at least twenty vampires coming in through the main doors. Two of them stayed by the doors, while the others made their way through the hall. I knew we roughly had around thirteen werewolves here at the party already. Aiden must have kept some of the warriors and trackers close by in case of emergencies, because as the humans were leaving through the fire exit, the

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

I mean, how can I, when what they want me to do is help them take out another pack? I'm 14 years old, and they want me to help them. I get that being a part of a pack means everyone is involved some sort of way to help the rest of the pack. But this I will not do. This I can't do. There are so many people that make up a pack, I can't bring myself to slaughter them. We have already slaughtered 4 other packs. Not a single one left. There were 17 packs that made up the werewolf community all over the world. Some of us died from old age, others died because of hunters, and some of us just went to war with each other.

"Yes but there is fourteen wolves as well as Angus and Leo. We wont be able to fight them all." "SHIT!!!!!" I hiss "What now?" "Its not just Leo, Angus is there too. Sera is getting better but she still freezes with anything to do with him, adding them together thats not good." "PATROLS!! MAKE YOUR WAY TO THE FIELD WITH THE LAKE! YOUR QUEEN NEEDS HELP!" "YES, ON OUR WAY! YOUR HIGHNESS!!" "Noah! Sera, Patrick and Ethan have fourteen werewolves plus Angus and Leo surrounding them, I have just notified the patrols to make their way to them from the west."

His scarlet eyes watch the other wolves as they transform as well. The werewolves are now back in their human avatar, naked except for one. There are a total of twelve men and women, all of age and have dark eyes. They are all standing in a perfect circle in a serial but one space is left vacant. Their eyes are filled with an urgency to kill mixed with a fear of the man they are facing. Only the leaders of each pack have been summoned. In total, there are thirteen packs under the Black Jacks, each run by one of the leaders.

Amongst the voices of his pack, the alpha also picked up stuttering and fading heartbeats and the crackling of blood filled lungs trying to draw in air. Hades slowed to a stop on the perimeter of the grizzly scene. Dotted between the mounds of bushes, felled logs and gnarled tree roots were the obvious shapes of bodies. He counted six in total just like Lucas had said, each one surrounded by healers or warriors as they fought to find pulses and stem bleeding. Gold eyes registered two females and four males. Four of them appeared to be no more than twenty while two others appeared slightly older, one closer to mid-twenties and the other around thirty. All of them werewolves.

Instead, it brought a new level of understanding, compassion, and strength to their community. With the support of the pack, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel embarked on a journey of discovery. They sought to redefine the boundaries of love within their werewolf society, challenging long-held beliefs and prejudices. They organized gatherings, where werewolves from different packs came together to share their experiences and perspectives on love and relationships. These gatherings became a catalyst for change, fostering understanding and unity among the supernatural community.