About Werewolves Novels & Stories

And I can only be glad that she's telling me much about the Werewolf society. Starting from: they are Werewolves, and that that basically means that they have the figure of a human and at the same time, a presence inside them which is their wolf, and this part of them is basically for them to protect themselves...which makes them a supernatural being, as well. Okay, that's a weird way to start it, but really, I am in the Werewolves territory.

Zane gave them both a look. They faintly smiled and this time, Tyr spoke. “Unless they’re rogues, they’ll never attack humans. Based on our experience and study about their kinds, werewolves usually never show themselves to humans. They don’t want to ruin the balance of both worlds. It has been like that for centuries until rogues started to prey on humans a few years ago. They… started exploiting humans into joining them.” “What do you mean join them?” “Infecting them with their venom and turning them into newborns. They are humans that have been bitten by rogues and they eventually turn.” Zeev answered him.

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

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'

“Anyway, so yeah, the two are related in the sense we both have the moon as our source, or rather, center of magic. I'll let John explain more about that one, but it all started with certain families who were given that ‘blessing’. As I mentioned earlier, many believe that it was done so by the entity that many call the Moon Goddess. And by many, I mean the vampires, mostly. And some of the werewolves.” “And they say, and by ‘they’, I mean the vampires, that when she made both them and werewolves, she then designated the vampires as the ones she would be directly linked to. And for this reason, a lot of us think that we’re more superior than the werewolves in every sense of the word. It soon

Alex opened his eyes, even though it was only lit by the light from the moon coming in through my bedroom window I could still see the color of his eyes. "What are they doing?" "Ah ... Werewolves are creatures that need a pack, just like a pack. And sometimes not having a pack can make the werewolf a little frustrated to the point of going crazy, rogues often attack pack members, even injure them. They are dangerous, Cara. Sometimes they even form herd of fellow rogues to attack the pack." Alex yawned as he finished explaining it to me, his face looking very tired. "Oh ... " I replied while yawning, "I have to go to school tomorrow, I guess I should continue my sleep."

Rivero said. I nodded and a few questions popped up, "So, do we turn to a werewolf on the full moon?" Mrs. Rivero nodded and grinned, "It will be fun, just watch. There will be a lot more other wolf and we could do anything on that day. We can hunt, wrestle and a lot more." My eyes widened and my eyebrow lifted. "Like on the full moon, everyone would become furry??" "Yeah." "But I don't know how to turn to a wolf."

The alpha is only able to bore one child who must inherit the pack on their 29th wolf moon cycle. Werewolves are much larger than a typical wolf and are often said to be rabid beasts or hell hounds of the earth by human beliefs. It is an overstated belief, but werewolves are beings of the earth. Closest to mother earth and its pure energies. They are able to bond with nature by instinct and are unaware of being able to do so. They are able to harness earth energy, the element without realizing it, nor are aware of using it. They use this energy to shift.

The old wolves shifted where they stood. "That symbol," Theron said slowly, "belongs to an evolving hybrid." The words hit like ice water. "An evolving hybrid," he repeated. "A werewolf born with both bloodlines who undergoes a second transformation. It happens once in a century, if that. Before evolving, the hybrid is trapped between two natures, neither fully in control. But once the evolution begins, everything shifts. The body strengthens. Instincts sharpen. Power rises. And the world begins to notice."

Werewolves are a strange and intricate blend of man and beast. The wolf brings raw strength, ferocity, and instinct, while the human side offers wisdom, strategy, and a resilient spirit. It’s a balance that makes werewolves nearly invincible. When one is hurt, the other heals or comforts, and together, they become a formidable force. Only a rare few things can disrupt this powerful bond—one of them being harm to the wolf within.