Altered Beast Werewolf Novels & Stories

Word of mouth travelled fast, and we began to attract a lot of terrified and abused omegas who willingly ran from their tormentors, becoming rogue to find us. My daughter, Carissa, and Beast became symbols within the Wolfen community. We weren’t strictly wolves, however. No, Carissa would not hear of it. I was chuckling at the thought of her challenging Beast on nearly everything. He would yell, but you could see he loved the spark in her. She challenged him in the ways he needed her to. His mind was changing on many things, and he was becoming the Alpha I knew he could be.

I shift. But something is different this time. I don’t just become a wolf. My body transforms so intensely that I almost don’t recognize it. I feel bones and muscles reshaping into something new, something fiercer. When the process ends, I realize I’ve become like Caelum—a hybrid creature, bestial, half-human, half-lycan. The enchantress energy now coursing through me amplifies the transformation, making every fiber of my being thrum with a power I’ve never felt before.

The bones in his body broke as he began to take his wolf. "Do something!" Thalia yelled. She doubted the restraint could hold him longer than intended. His skin had almost changed, and what was weird was he didn't look like the usual werewolf. Heck, he was larger, and at the instant, as he growled and howled into the sky, she realized Alessandro De Luca wasn't just an ordinary werewolf; he had gone into a bloodlust.

“I feel angry when any woman moans shamelessly. I just want to rip her throat and shut her mouth forever. They are all the same for me. I fuck them and then feel irritated.” Alaric stayed beside him silently, not leaving his side even though he was feeling scared because of the Beast’s aura that he was releasing. He had known Beast for the last eighty years, but he knew the back story of the Beast. The Elder of the vampire had found him eating soil by sitting beside a skeleton, which was supposed to be his mother’s skeleton. Elder Ozul brought Beast with him to the coven and trained him to be the best and, yes, a heartless monster. Beast was his right hand and also the only one who could wal

“Not that I'm complaining. A wet woman is always welcome in my presence.” ‘fuvking Goddess, they are three shadow moon Alphas.’ Holy shit, I clearly most have pissed a moon deity in my previous life because my world has been officially turned upside down in the last few days. And now I'm going to die at the hands of this savage beastly Alphas. Except the one beside me is stroking my fur with reverence I don't even understand. And he's…he’s humming nicely. ‘Why is he even humming?’ My wolf is completely relaxed, laying beside him like a wet log of fur. She has no concern about being surrounded by these Alpha's. Actually, she's…content.

Those lifeblood creatures connected to Lorraine at the Dark City were doing their best to create something like this. An able-bodied and dangerous beast. The beast is not an ordinary werewolf because of its supersize. Alfonso's side turned to look at me and asked, " Althea---what do you think you're doing?" It's almost a whisper. "Of coursed, fighting with you!" I hissed.

The red chakra, the life force of the werewolves, surged through their veins, turning them into monstrous behemoths. The members of the Supreme God Destroyer watched in astonishment as the two alpheno werewolves transformed before their very eyes. They had never witnessed such a sight, the true form of the alpheno werewolf, a creature of immense power and untamed fury. Mary Jane and Alfred, now consumed by the power of the supreme god, lost control of their actions. They lashed out at everything in their sight, friend and foe alike. Their claws tore through flesh, their fangs ripped into skin, and their howls echoed through the ravaged battlefield.

My stepmom said and folded her arms. My gaze dropped to the Alpha and his beta, and the reality of what awaited me came crashing to my face. Going with them means living with the werewolves. Mysterious creatures in beast forms. The thought of seeing them transform made me cry the most. "Ava, you killed him. You killed him." I wailed in tears as the guards held me down. I cried and kicked hard at them as they dragged me away. I turned to take one last look at Ava, and I saw her giggling. Her plans had finally fallen into place. She wasn’t even done; who might be her next prey?

A group of people emerged from the shadows and halted in front of Azura and Elmer's cell. Azura was taken aback when she saw Harem, Alice, and a mysterious man appear in front of her. He only revealed his eyes behind a strange, demonic face and followed by the monsters. After two years, they were no longer human and had wholly transformed into werewolves. Azura noticed Harem holding chains attached to the collars on the monsters' necks as if he were their master.

His once-human face elongated into a snout filled with razor-sharp teeth, while fur sprouted all over his body, covering him in a shaggy, gray coat. His eyes glowed with an unearthly light, and his senses were heightened beyond what any human could experience. The transformation was painful and violent, as his entire being was consumed by the beast within. His howls echoed through the forest, sending shivers down the spines of anyone who heard them. As the transformation completed, Alarick stood before them as a massive, fearsome werewolf, his eyes still glowing with fury. He screamed out, his voice echoing in the forest. "You have to pay for this!" He shouted. Before Morgana could cast her