Andrew Garfield Remus Lupin Novels & Stories

"I've sensed them too, but don't worry, I'll stay away. They won't be able to sniff or sense my presence." Julián leaves and Jarl begins to venture even further into the forest. The A****n is beautiful and he is embarking on a destination that is not clear to him, but he desires to get to know it along the way. A little further in, he lets Remus out. The grayish fur, like mist, and the bright blue eyes of this magnificent and noble wolf, begin to blend with this dense jungle. He starts running as if his life depends on it, sniffing every living being in his path. Remus is a powerful alpha whose gifts are unique in his pack. Not only does he have the ability to sniff out and hear beings from

Then the wolf’s fur rippled—gray patches fading, eyes dimming from amber to brown—until it stood as a shaggy golden retriever, tail thumping tentatively against the ground. Elara’s jaw dropped. “That’s… impossible. Lunar serum reverses active degeneration, not—” “Not the full transformation?” He smiled. “Your textbooks are outdated, little doctor. My pack’s been refining the formula for centuries.” He nodded toward the woods. “Shall we?”

Lupu gestured for me to step inside the room, and as I hesitated, my eyes caught a disturbing sight: a creature resembling a wolf, but chained to the wall. Its eyes glinted with a wild, feral intelligence, and its fur was matted and scarred. I shouted without thinking, "What kind of wolf is that?" but the words barely escaped my mouth. Mr. Lupu looked at me calmly and replied, "That is no wolf, John. That is a werewolf," his voice steady but tinged with an ominous undertone.

He said as I sighed heavily looking out the window as I tried to pick the scent. “Okay, what’s wrong?” I heard mum’s voice on the other side of the phone. “Remus” He said, “Find him and bring him back to the hospital. I will be on standby,” she explained as I furrowed my eyebrows. Remus? “Okay. But there’s another problem” He turned, looking at me as my heart reached. Why the fuck did they just call that wolf Remus? It wasn’t even a wolf. Lycan’s don’t fucking have horns nor do wolves.

I asked curiously and he furrowed his brow and looked perplexed at me, then his eyes widened. "How is Luna, I'm sure she is devastated by the loss of her child," he said worriedly. I heard wolf howls fill the air and my ears perked up. Rogues began yelling loudly and scrambling about. I tried to see what was going on and I saw two huge wolves. One black with white tips and the other all white and enormous wolf with glowing gold eyes. Lennex, our children are here, our two boys are all grown, I sent it to my mate and saw him lift his head to watch our boys. Mystrel sniffed the air and turned to me. A rogue vampire jumped on Remus and buried a knife to the hilt into his side and I watched Myst

Romulus said flatly, staring blankly at her and her mouth hung agape. "You're cruel. I would never want you," Lupita blurted and he glared at her. In a fit of rage, Romulus raised his hands at her. Lupita cringed, expecting an impact but Romulus' hand froze in mid-air. He grunted and took his hands back. "I don't want you either. Get out." Without saying any more words, Lupita walked away from him to the door, then out of the room. With tears flowing freely from her eyes, she ran off to her place of solace— the Pack's garden. The path to the garden was silent and empty. Every single werewolf of the Night Meadow Pack was at the Alpha court's hall having a good time.

I mutter. “I am a werewolf,” James looks at me from his hospital bed. “I heal.” “Miss Gale,” a voice from behind me sounds out. “The nurses tell me you have refused treatment until you have seen your mate.” I turn and see Dr. Whitefoot standing behind me and Andrew. While Dr. Whitefoot looks amused, Andrew does not. Andrew looks extremely angry. His eyes darken as he looks at me and I feel his anger radiating through the bond. I back away from him carefully, forgetting that James’s bed is behind me. The backs of my knees hit the hospital bed and I fall backwards. As my back hits the bed I let out a scream as the pieces of glass embedded in my skin dig a little deeper.

His eyes glowed faintly. “What are you doing?” I whispered. “You really want to know what I know?” he asked, voice low and husky. I nodded, heart racing. “Camryn…” He leaned in, his forehead resting against mine. “You have no idea what you do to me. From the moment you walked into Lupinemere, I knew there was something different about you. It’s like…” he paused, searching for the words. “Like the wolf in me can sense it. You’ve got this energy, untamed, powerful. It’s pulling me in, and I don’t even understand why.”

Remus hugged his father back and stepped back. His father is Arthur Black the alpha of the Crescent pack. His father lives alone without any Luna because his Luna has died while giving birth to Remus, the only son. And that cycle goes on and on for generations. The curse. "You take your days off? Yes? From the campus?" Asked the father. Remus nodded his head. He lied to his father by saying he still got some semesters for his education, while actually he was graduated with his bachelor's degree a year ago.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”