A Human Wolf Novels & Stories

Others were on the flood, bleeding from puncher wound to their neck, "Finally you are awake," a man stood on a podium staring down at me. But he wasn't like any man, his eyes were ruby red, and he had both features of a bat and a man, "Tell me," he spoke again, "What is a high class wolf like you doing out in the human world, living such a lie, in fact I personally think you did a great job blending in," "What— what are you talking about?" Fear captured my voice letting it shake like plants in a blizzard,

I wasn’t supposed to tell anyone outside of Traga that he had so many pills, apparently, it was illegal but who would I even tell? “Shouldn’t I rather see a vet?” I asked him. It seemed I had flattered him by calling him a doctor like that. His grip loosened. “We can’t let them see us like that. We are unusually large for wolves.” I rolled my eyes. He let go of my arm and folded his arms. “I’m more animal than I am human.” “You are more human than wolf. For such a thing strides have been made in studying human brains. Even if you saw a vet, they wouldn’t know how to treat your human side too.”

The wolf is easily the largest one among the pack with dark gray shades and a white streak on its head. An omega hurries forward and drapes a robe over the wolf. Slowly, the wolf starts to transform until it takes the appearance of a human, a man in his fifties. He has fine white hair with a sharp nose and thin lips. His scarlet eyes watch the other wolves as they transform as well.

This part of the world belongs to the humans. One big wolf with a long scar that runs from his snout up until the top of his furry head walked out of the group. Within a split second the big wolf shifted into his human form. Tall well built and angry looking middle aged man. "Well, what do we have here? Warriors from the Royal pack, am I right?"

"But why? I'm not a part of a pack." "You weren't part of a pack," James corrected. "As a wolf you will never attack a human. That would draw questions and make people start looking up here, not to mention the moral consequences of murder. An outcast wolf doesn't feel that way. He saw you and thought food, easy prey." "So he was going to eat me..." Clara shivered. "Yes, but we knew a lone wolf was close to our lands, someone spotted him recently so we expanded our patrol. I was able to kill him before he finished you off, but we weren't able to make it before he bit you."

He shot her a demeaning look which would have sent other staff scurrying for shelter and then have to wait for him to leave even if it was ten pm he decides to leave. It didn't work on Lucia. "I think you didn't hear me clearly sir. I said we are about locking up and we would love you to please leave," she repeated, raising her voice slightly. "Fuck you! Who are you to try to disturb my siesta?" He asked as hairs began to puff out of his skin. Lucia recognized it. He was a wolf... Lucia stared lucidly at the man as she burst into a peal of laughter. He was a wolf, but a tiny wolf. She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack.

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its

I also took out my claws and was ready to attack, even though I was lifting Ady, who was sleeping then. A large wolf, not a werewolf but a wolf that resembled a human, jumped in front of me to defend me. His hand doesn't match the wolf in front of us because it looks like a human hand with long, sharp nails. He has fur, ears, a face, and teeth like a wolf. He looks like he's half human and half wolf. He was about eight or nine feet tall, but it was hard to tell because he was very tall when he stood. His eyes were bright red, and then his aura was powerful.

In a dimly lit cave a sense of foreboding engulfed me as the wolf's intense eyes locked onto mine. Underneath its ferocity I detected a familiar undertone a secret teetering on the brink of revelation. "Are you the Chained Wolf from the legends?" I asked my voice barely audible. The wolf's mouth curved into a human-like grin. In front of me it shimmered and morphed into a human form. My heart raced he resembled the being that had earlier possessed Rafe.

The growl came again, louder this time, and the Alpha's eyes widened in fear. From the shadows, a massive wolf emerged, its fur gleaming in the moonlight. The wolf was nearly as big as a horse, its fangs bared as it approached the Alpha. The Alpha backed away, his eyes fixed on the wolf, his body trembling. Amira and Kimora watched in stunned silence as the wolf stood in front of them, a low growl rumbling in its throat. The wolf turned to Amira and Kimora, and then, it did something that neither of them could have expected. It transformed, its fur melting away, revealing a human form.