Ben Werewolf Novels & Stories

Instead, it brought a new level of understanding, compassion, and strength to their community. With the support of the pack, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel embarked on a journey of discovery. They sought to redefine the boundaries of love within their werewolf society, challenging long-held beliefs and prejudices. They organized gatherings, where werewolves from different packs came together to share their experiences and perspectives on love and relationships. These gatherings became a catalyst for change, fostering understanding and unity among the supernatural community.

Yes, they provided me food but that doesn’t mean I should be grateful. Werewolves are enemies, they will always be. “Hunter,” said one of the werewolf guards and gave me a cup of water. I drank all of it and lean my head against the wall, thinking of what am I going to do right now. I still can’t believe that Alarick is the Alpha, he looks too young to be one, and based on my father’s stories, Alphas have beards. I embarrassed myself that day by not realizing that one of them is the Alpha.

However, one night destroyed their beautiful image, they started becoming crazy. Alpha Broderick's father told him that someone controlled them that day. It was none other than the blood king, the noble vampire who hates werewolf to the bone. No one know the reason why, but one thing was certain, vampire and werewolves will always be enemy. By the time Alpha Broderick left his house, Delta Cluxx was already waiting for him. His looks different from before, he's now wearing the battle coat of their pack and look more stunning befitting that of a warrior.

“How convenient it is for him to be impotent while he makes you kill your children and drink their blood.” “I think you have said enough to malign Zokman’s character today. I will not tolerate any more negative aspersions from you,” he warned her. “The man may have his flaws but he has proven to be a true friend and a great ally to me for several years.” “Is he a werewolf?” “No, but he can make werewolves,” he said with a proud smile. “He makes werewolves?” “I told you he is very powerful, didn’t I? Who do you think made those dark beasts that have waged war on my behalf against Vak and his subjects?”

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

"You will be mine! You are destined to not escape!" A wolf in the darkness, its green eyes glaring at me. Its claws reached out for me, and I was so scared that I immediately ran away! "No! I will absolutely not become your mate!" "Ah?!" I immediately screamed, then a pair of large hands steadied me. "Beatrix," a gentle voice called, giving me a light push, "Wake up." I opened my eyes to see my best friend, Colton. He was a human-werewolf hybrid, bullied just like me.

The biggest werewolves, though very risky, were like bears. They couldn't move quiet, couldn't move fast, and didn't have good reflexes, which made them a bit weak. Valker was different, though he was bigger than most and still one of the most quiet and fastest werewolves known. It was what made him scary to others. Valker himself hardly changed to his wolf form. He didn't like to show how strong he was and liked to catch his enemies off guard. That's why he moved slow when he was around other werewolves and in wolf form.

" he asks firmly. "I don't know, I just got out," I try to explain but he is not having it. He grabs me by the collar of Alanis's T shirt and pulls me until we are out of the house and in front of Alby Crix's house. Alby is the oldest wolf in out pack and he is the wisest. He has all the answers. Werewolves get old, we can live for 1000 years or more but at a point we start ageing. Which almost makes us like humans.

And love had chosen them back. The curse was gone. The packs were whole. And in Elara’s womb, a new heartbeat answered the dawn. The werewolf’s bride had become the werewolf’s mother. And the story, after so much blood, so much darkness, finally found its light.

But the anxiety was boiling and rising in me and I could no longer contain myself. “Ok, now please, can one of you tell me what I just witnessed last night and the night before? And don’t spare me because it’s not the case!” “Fair enough. You have the questions, we have the answers. We start from the beginning. Let me introduce myself. I am Sebastian Gallagher, Alpha of the Kielder Pack. This is my mother, Dorothea Gallagher, also a werewolf and this gentleman here is the noblest face since 1882, the original vampire Erick Von Hagen,”