Apakah Werewolf Itu Ada Novels & Stories

Keira’s lips slightly parted and she unconsciously massaged her temple, trying to make sense of the truth from her best friend. There were a lot of thoughts flooding her mind. It was just so hard to grasp what Zane just said. All along, she’s been best friend with a werewolf. However, after a long silence between them, she saw Zane’s worried face. Looking at her best friend was confusing her. “How did it happen? I…” The lady closed her eyes in slight frustrations before taking a deep breath and continued. “Are werewolves even real?” “Trust me. It was hard for me to believe either. That’s why I had to find answers to all my questions about myself. It sounds absurd, I know. But this is me now,

She would completely freak out and he was only going to scare her away from him. Besides, he would be revealing a secret that had been well protected for centuries. Yes, people could claim that they knew something was off about them and some suspected that they might be werewolves but it was all only just a myth to the majority of people. No one could say for certain. They also were always getting the facts wrong. Some papers claim that they suck blood for a living but that wasn't for werewolves. That was for vampires. It would definitely be too risky for him to reveal it to Kayla. She might speak out about it and that would put them all in danger.

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

WEREWOLF A werewolf or lycanthrope is a mythological or folkloric human with the ability to shapeshift into a wolf or a therianthropic hybrid wolf-like creature, either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction. -Wikipedia Werewolf usually lives in packs. The pack will be organized by some wolves that are stronger or have more superior abilities than the others. There will be Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Hunter, Sentinel, Elder, Scout, Guardian, Omega, and Pup. But, in this story, not all of the wolf rank will be mentioned.

Ten seconds passed then twenty, and I wondered if he trying to recollect all he knew about the creatures. “The Lupine Humans are a well known myth Kaldar, and the humans may even call them the werewolf,” he said. “But… Do you think they could be any kind of truth to their existence?” I asked. “That’s like asking me there is truth behind the existence of dragons.” “Oh… I just thought that… Never mind,” I resented to just staring out the window and keeping my thoughts to myself. “Although.” And my head shut up from the window, ears alert and eyes wide.

You know those werewolf love stories that you read on the internet? The ones where the mean Alphas meet their loving mates, and their shitty world magically becomes right again? Well... forget about that, because those stories are just fantasies. In the real world, wolves are predators. They hunt, kill and eat in the most cannibalistic ways imaginable. They are monsters in every sense of the word. And as for the moon goddess... well... you can forget about her too! She definitely doesn't exist. Also... forget about mates in general, because there is no such thing! The truth is, being a werewolf is a curse, but not the kind of curse you are probably thinking of.

Her piercing green eyes questioned me silently from under her furrowed brows. “Werewolves are -” “I know about werewolves but they should only exist in stories and movies, not here!” She exclaimed. “Really, you have movies about us? That’s cool!” “That’s all you heard, like seriously?” “If you know about werewolves then you probably know that our wolves can fight a small amount of silver. Although it burns, we just need some time to recover.” “But that wasn’t a small amount of silver. That vampire said that it’s gonna be lethal then how -”

"Female wolves should maintain their dignity. The elders are watching, and many packmates are present. Please don't continue this charade." She regarded me with seemingly sympathetic eyes that still managed to accuse me of embarrassing herself. I saw my father, Alexander, standing stiffly among the gathered wolves, his expression livid as he attempted to explain the situation to the pack elders. I took a deep breath, my wolf finally calm and resolved. "Today truly is my mating ceremony," I declared firmly. "My mate is on his way." I retrieved my communication crystal and contacted the first name listed.

"Relax, it's just herbs to ward off the cold. The temperature dropped last night, and my throat's been scratchy." She still looked doubtful, so I quickly shifted the subject. "You barged in here in a panic. What's going on?" Lily smacked her forehead, suddenly reminded of whatever had sent her rushing over. She launched into a frantic explanation. Apparently, Ryan had taken Eleanor to the Royal Theater today to see a play. The story followed a werewolf princess forced into a political marriage with another pack, enduring hardship for the sake of her pack. It became a tragic legend in werewolf history.

But no—each cry was different, desperate, raw. We turned a corner, and I saw the source. A werewolf—massive, silver-furred, twice the size of Kaid in wolf form was strapped to a tilted metal slab. A thick collar crackled with blue lightning around his neck. Every time he snarled or tried to move, electricity surged through his body. His fur singed. His claws scraped helplessly against the restraints. His eyes met mine—wild, terrified, begging. I swallowed hard. “Kira… what is this?”