Ben 10 Alien Werewolf Novels & Stories

change. It was a grotesque, beautiful horror. Bones snapped and elongated. Skin rippled as fur retreated into pores. In a matter of seconds, three naked, panting men stood in the dirt, their bodies covered in scars and fresh, bleeding gashes. "He’s losing his grip, boys," one of the men spat, wiping blood from his mouth. "An Alpha who can't control his hunger for a human girl is a liability." The black wolf—Zayden—didn't shift. He stood his ground, a low, earth-shaking growl vibrating through his massive chest. His golden eyes locked onto the men, a silent promise of death.

Her back hit the coffee table at the center of the living room as she crashed the ground painfully. A threating loud snarl tore through the room as I watched Ben standing in front of me, half shifted. His body was half human and half wolf, Fur covered his torso and his trousers were torn showing his toned muscles. He stood four feet tall with sharp claws extending from his fingers. I have never seen Ben this angry before. Aiden’s mom watched in horror as Ben stood protectively in front of me. Aiden stood motionless as he gaped at Ben. “First you stole my son from me and now you unleash this dog who is threatening to kill me,” She states in an unbelievable tone.

“I don’t know. I just know it. Just like I knew the names of the triplets’ wolves, and Alpha Kordell’s wolf. It’s like I’ve known them my whole life. It was second nature to address them.” “Interesting. Alsie give the command.” “Yes, Alpha. Gamma Benji, shift.” I command. Without hesitation Gamma Benji is now standing before us on all fours in wolf form. The Gamma’s wolf Xavier is light grey in color with golden brown eyes. He isn’t as large as the Alpha’s or the triplets’ wolves, but he is good size. Xavier is a good-looking wolf. Alpha Kordell and his naked body walk over and stand next to me. I try to avert my eyes, but it’s not easy.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

Her hands wobbled as she tightened her grip on the rod like a staff she held. "Omicron wolf, a special and rare kind of wolf?” I heard Adrian's voice. I shifted my gaze to the person standing next to the woman and gasped. It was Adrain. Alpha Adrain, his beta Austin, and two older men, including the old woman, were surrounding an image of a big white wolf. “A dead Omega, woken by her mere presence." Adrains voiced out. My eyes flickered all over him, and then something caught my attention.

“Projections. Not real.” I wanted to argue, to scream, to let the Devourer loose anyway. But Kai’s presence held me, firm and grounding. His alien and wolf halves blended in a way that made my power want to bend instead of break. I swallowed. My Devourer purred reluctantly, like a predator who had been told to wait. And then he was there. The white wolf. Massive, luminous, silver fur glowing under the moons’ light. Its eyes were ancient, knowing, filled with judgment.

“Zeev, please –” “Zane is a werewolf!” Those words froze Tyr, and he robotically turned his head to Zeev. “What?”

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

In agonizing pain, Iron bath replied, "You're a minion of the evil sorcerer, I can smell nothing but his filth on you. You have no goodness left in your tainted soul. You should beg for mercy but it would be a futile attempt because I won't spare you!" As he spoke the moon shone brightly in the night sky bathing the fortress in her radiant light. Iron bath's eyes turned a brilliant yellow like a wolf's and he looked up straight into the mage's eyes, "Who am I? I am Ikoko- the Iron werewolf. Fang of the Oracle and these eyes shall be the last thing your tainted soul shall behold", he said in a deep fears inducing voice as he began to transform and every bone in his body began to break. The ma

However, after a few seconds, Ysabella and Benjie began covering their ears as if they were hearing something that we can’t. “FUCCCCKKK!!!” Benjie complained. “MAKE IT STOOOOP!!!” Ysabella squealed. Both Ysabella and Benjie went on the ground with their hands on their ears. “What is going on here?” I inquired confused and worried at the very same time. “Could it be?” Idris trailed off. “Could it be what?” Youseff piped up anticipating some answers. “She’s a werewolf whisperer!” Idris answered.