3 Werewolves Novels & Stories

My eyes furiously scanned the pages as each page I read shocked me even more. In the werwolf community there are different packs, each pack has an Alpha who is the leader, a Beta who helps the Alpha and steps in when he's gone and a gamma who also helps. They are all in packs, like a pack of wolves only they are people. Another thing that shocked me that I had to read the page twice to see if I was imagining it was that these wolves can community through their minds, they can mind link each other. Also majority of the people are born into it, they have their first shift at the age of eighteen.

Anybody who had challenged her authority had met a gruesome death giving her the status of the Archon Alpha. Her own pack, the blood moon, consisted of six loyal members- a beta, a gamma and four omegas. Though, she considered them more of a family. The number of werewolves was dwindling as it had been a hundred years since anybody had had children. Her cousin and Beta, Gerald was the proud father of the three werewolf cubs-Sarah, Elvin and Tom. That had made the total number of members reach nine. Gerald had found and married his mate, Olivia last year.

No one has scored yet, but our team seems like they actually stand a chance to win this game. A tall, lean but strong lad from the other team gets hold of the ball and bulldozes through the team, leaving Grayson on the grass with a bloody nose. He runs like I have only seen once in this story and I realize why our team was never able to win against these guys. They are also werewolves. The guy runs over the back line and their side of the bleachers erupts into loud cheering. I let out a frustrated huff. I want to complain that it is unfair, but it is not. We also have werewolves on our side, so it is fair.

“It's a genetic trait, passed from parent to offspring. The dominant genes pass through the male line. There are very few female werewolves. Most of us choose a human partner who carries the genes needed to raise offspring. - This is interesting. I swallowed hard, wondering why he was looking at me so intently as he spoke of mates. “I can change whenever I want, as you've just seen. When that happens I am in complete control of myself. It's still my human mind, just a wolf's body. Werewolves live longer than humans, about one hundred and fifty years. I also have many primal animal instincts. He looked at her arousal, and when he looked up, he was smiling. “As you can clearly see. But I would

“Winter, if she was pushed off of a cliff, he didn’t kill her. Werewolves can’t die by drowning. It might cause them some discomfort. But they’ll still come out of it alive. Didn’t you hear what Roman told me?” Winter shook her head. “Sorry, I was a little busy distracting myself with clothes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a closet like that before.” “Me, either,” said Nora, smiling, “but Roman told me that a werewolf could only be killed by a few things. One of their own kind, fire, and silver blessed by a priest.” Winter glared. “It doesn’t matter. It was cruel. He shouldn’t have done something like that.” “It wasn’t Ares.”

I said “Oh,you are a werewolf,we need to be careful not to be exposed,it’s just safe for us with the humans “ I was suprised. “How-w do you know that?”I asked. “Because I am a werewolf too”he said Then he changed his eye to his wolfy eyes “Wow,how didn’t I know?” “It’s probably because you weren’t thinking straight,we werewolves we have an incredible sense of smell and we can recognized each other by scents alone”he said “Then Sophia?”I asked. “Oh,yes,I knew the moment we were together in the library”,he said.

He asked Willow. "You can say that" She flushed. "Do you know how many of my wolves were women?" He asked with a smile and she shook her head. "Six out of ten" Willow gasped. "We are used to each other's nakedness" He laughed with a wink and spotted Iris on the ground. "What about the human?" "Iris!" Willow ran to her. She totally forgot about her friend. Who probably saw everything. Willow silently wished that she didn't see much because it would definitely be a problem.

He could smell that this bloodsucker was old, so maybe it wouldn’t be easy picking them off after all. Duran and Valko being fully transformed, crawled up to stand on either side of Velma's wolf, with their own wolves eager to join the battle. But Miranda remembered what the Nymph had said. Izanna mentioned that Opal, the witch, had a werewolf mate. She did clarify that he was the mad alpha, but if they ended his life, then the witch would not help her and Nigel return to their original forms. She shoved Nigel to the back. "Stay here," she warned him.

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.

I explain. "That would make sense. I cannot wait to see some of the teams try to make it through this today though. How many per team?" She asks. "There are many more werewolves than there are witches but I do not want one witch to have to square off against multiple werewolves so I would say teams of five. Three wolves and two witches per team. Some of the witches might have to go more than once but that is okay. The novices can do it. The younger generation seems to be more open to getting along." I tell her.