3 Werewolves Novels & Stories

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.

Red liquid and meat splattered around the area as sharp claws from two different werewolves embedded in each other. It was a bloody scene, but nothing is more bloody than Alpha Broderick's way of killing. With his monstrous size and strong paws, he swatted, bisected the enemies limbs, and even cut off their heads with his sharp claws. Corpse started to accumulate around him and the ground got covered in blood. Claw marks and wounds also started appearing on Alpha Broderick's body, there are just too many blood wolf aiming for his life. After several hours of fighting nonstop, only half of the forty plus blood wolves were left alive. Out of fear, they begun to flee for their lives.

It was crazy, and at the same time, it was quite impressive. Lakewood was a settlement for a whole pack of werewolves and shared its space with witches. All living with law that seemed so simple, but were still hard to follow. Just like everyday laws that governed the human world. I especially knew how hard they were to follow, since I had broken the very first one I had been told as a toddler. I could still remember that day like it had happened just yesterday.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

“Yes. I was so lost, and I didn’t know how to grasp the truth either. I was confused. It was hard to believe at first until Tyr and Zeev showed me.” Keira tilted her head upon hearing those two very familiar names. Her brows twitched as she connected some dots in her head. “That means those two are…” Zane hummed and nodded. “I am like them.” “And what exactly are you?” The guy sighed and squared up on his back. “We’re werewolves.” Keira’s lips slightly parted and she unconsciously massaged her temple, trying to make sense of the truth from her best friend.

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

Some didn't, so I needed to sound as human as possible while I was talking to them. Every wolf was in a rage, so it was a hard time to keep control for everyone. Sometimes, it could happen that we use a very unnaturally loud voice. That sounded more like a howl. Everyone here missed Ellen, which was clear on their faces. The sadness came through the excitement of the search. Since we were with ten wolves, I hoped we could pick up her scent. Everyone was done unpacking, and we could start. I gave them all a letter. The wolves stayed apart from the humans for their safety. You never know that a wolf lost control over a human. Werewolves also had strict rules not to change in front of humans.

"I know Big Boss more than anyone. He will not allow anyone to join his pack unless they come from his own bite. A pack having two alphas will always be impossible." My wolf was already feeling apprehensive about where to take my side for. I started to feel regret that I led everyone, including Roger and his daughter, to their death. But what should I do? Think, Ghino. Think! There were supposed to be ten werewolves in total around the corner. Aside from that, my wolf could barely sense anyone's presence within the range of the mini-white house except the thirteen of us. No screaming from the distance. No other scents. For that same reason, it makes me wonder what was certainly going on.

he asked, his voice muffled slightly by the mask. Tara nodded, her eyes narrowing with determination. “Ready.” Lupa adjusted her mask one last time before nodding as well. “Ready,” she echoed, her voice firm. The three werewolves moved with silent precision, their dark outfits blending seamlessly with the shadows inside the house. They were a formidable team, each bringing their unique skills to the hunt. As they stepped out into the city night, the urban landscape seemed to hold its breath, waiting for the clash that would soon unfold.