Ben Werewolf の小説・ストーリー

The one on the right instructed, and the wolf obeyed and returned to his human form. He was young, maybe seventeen, if I had to guess. His eyes narrowed at John and then passed him to Shu and me. His hand reached up to wipe the blood from his nose where Shu’s claws had cut him. Unlike a traditional cat’s scratch that wouldn’t affect a werewolf, hunter companions have been specially bred to have stronger claws. “You are trespassing. State your names and business.” The last old man commanded. John folded his arms. “I am Beta John Kinsley Jr of Bloodmoon, and this is my mate Beta Sarael Kinsley. Your boy there..” John nodded at the boy.

"David. Beverly. I know this is a lot to take in, but that is why I am here. You've known me for years. I was born a werewolf and have always been one. I'm still the same person; you just know more about me now. I'm happy to show you" They are cuddling each other on the couch now as if I might attack them. How does Liam do this so effortlessly?

I wanted to spit back a sharp response to tell him he was delusional. But I controlled myself. He didn’t know that I already understood how werewolves worked, that I knew more than he could imagine. As I was lost in my thoughts, his voice snapped me back to reality. "Now, before you start crying like a pathetic human, screaming that none of this is real—let me show you my wolf," he stated. Before I could react, Damien suddenly stepped back, his body trembling. His bones cracked, shifting unnaturally, his muscles expanding, his skin tearing apart as thick, black fur sprouted across his body. His clothes ripped as his form morphed, and within seconds, a massive black beast stood in front of me

Carmen whispered back, causing me to freeze and give Carmen a questioning look. "Why wouldn't he? He could seriously get hurt!" I felt the light touch of a hand on my head causing me to turn back to Lane with a glare, but that wasn't enough. He smuggled himself between me and Carmen, putting his arms around both of us. Then he leaned over to my ear and whispered, "You have no idea the kind of man Abel is. Since he was young, he'd been ripping lions apart. What is a simple werewolf in front of him? Just watch."

"I guess I should tell you how my life was before I came here." "I thought I was their real son. They never told me I was a werewolf. I knew they were vampires but I always thought I was a late vampire. When my 16th birthday came along, I turned into my wolf, Gage. They told me about you guys. They told me how you didn't want to leave me. They even told me about Uncle Parker."

Walter asked, shaking Ethan slightly but the shock had left him frozen. "T-them." Ethan managed to say. Walter turned around only to be met inches away from red glowing eyes. "Blue moon pack." He mumbled. "Hello Walt. Is time to take your leave." The werewolf said. He was just as big as every super strong teen werewolf Ethan had seen. He breathed heat, and his fur was dangerously royal blue. A bizarre phenomenon. He had five complete wolf standing behind him. Those five were not in their werewolf form the were complete wolfs. Third form of all werewolf.

Andrews. I put my glasses on to look closer. I ask them; "Okay. We already know that have ever was in that tomb, killed a lot of people." "Not that part, Dr. Andrews. This section over here." I enlarge the image to look at it closely. My jaw drops as I see it. I ask the team; "Is that a-" "It is a werewolf! We have discovered the first actual evidence of the existence of a werewolf." I step back and say;

the man asked, still looking worried. "Because I'm not afraid of you," I replied. "I just want to understand. Can you tell me more about being a werewolf?" The man sighed and took a moment to gather his thoughts. "Being a werewolf is not easy," he said. "It's a curse that has been passed down through my family for generations. Every blood moon, I transform into a wolf and lose control of my actions. It's a dangerous and violent time, and I always worry about hurting someone or causing harm. That's why I try to stay away from people during those times."

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

Others believed that the time had come to end the cycle of violence and forge a new path for their races. Amidst the heated exchanges, the Beta stood tall, his voice steady and commanding. He eloquently laid out his vision for a future where werewolves and vampires coexisted in harmony. He appealed to their shared heritage, emphasizing the need to break the chains of animosity that had bound them for generations. Slowly but surely, he began to sway the council members to his side.