Best Werewolf Novels & Stories

"I've never seen anything like it." I stared at him while I was still in disbelief over what had just taken place. With my voice scarcely raised above a whisper, I questioned, "What was that howl?" Zavier gave me a thoughtful glance before returning his attention to me. He spoke softly, but conveyed the message that "that was the Alpha of the Black Moon pack." He is considered to be among the most potent werewolves in the entire globe.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

The guest and spectators even hold their breath afraid to disturb the two. “Let us all welcome the arrival of our very own Silver Moon Pack's ruling leader! ”Venerable Alpha Broderick and his beautiful Luna Dianne!“ the emcee of the event announced in a very respectful manner. Clap! Clap! Clap! The guest and spectators clapped their hands in unison. Alpha Broderick was greatly respected by everyone because of how he leads his people. He was also considered as the strongest werewolf of their pack since the past decades.

This is why dating is discouraged among unmated wolves because many hearts are broken due to partners finding their destined mates. The werewolf race is ruled by the most powerful wolves and they have a strict hierarchy. There are ranks which differentiate their power, the strongest is called an alpha and he's the leader of the whole pack. His second in command is called beta, gamma and delta are the third and fourth in command respectively. These ranks are given according to strength or one has to be born in a ranked family. The Alpha though, is born into his role but could be overthrown if defeated by a challenger.

Rosh read on my search engine. I was surprised when Rosh suddenly appeared at my back. He was giggling about my search online. "How did you come here? I never hear my door open.?" I asked him. "I jump." He confidently replied. "What?! You can jump high?" I asked. "Yes, remember, I am a werewolf and alpha." He was bragging. "Wow. How I wish I was a she wolf." I said. "I like you as you are now. You don't have to be the same with us." Rosh said and hugged me.

Non-natives are fair game. It was hard to tell which side was better. No one would intentionally give out their bad side when campaigning for something. Despite that, I felt that the werewolves were a more stable, balanced group. I could trust them. “So, what kind of alliance do you want?” “We shall protect you, family and property. In return, you let us invest and buy shares and give us a longer access to the resort than werewolves. Less screening for our kind. Nothing much really. We just want you on our side, and not theirs. We don’t get along very well. Besides, if this opens, you will be the richest family in town, fetching more revenue than most establishments. That will mean people on

Her eyes gleamed evilly as she spoke about her dastardly plan. It freaked her out a little bit. She ignored it. And when Odessa realizes she shouldn't have crossed me, she would already be 6 ft. under. The person spat venomously. Odessa, on the other hand, was thrilled to find out that there was some information about what she was looking for. Silver wolves were one of the greatest and strongest wolves in werewolf history. Amongst three others, which included white wolves, onyx wolves, and lichens, respectively.

There are more important things. The kid’s gone. We couldn’t save him. They walked him into a black hole at the dead end of a road, and we both let him go. There's a logic to it that I understand with my head and hate with my heart in the same breath. I haven’t properly seen Dax in action, but I know enough about him to be aware that he’s very fast and very strong. Widely regarded as the best werewolf warrior we’re aware of. Designated Alphas are already strong by design.

“Say it.” “Say what?” he asked, still trying to come to terms with her accusations. Anger still edged her voice. “You came here with more bad news didn’t you?” Lochlan straightened. “There is one pack.” “Werewolf or vampire?” “Werewolf. As I told you already, werewolves don’t run informal packs. Vampires create massive colonies they call hives where they live together, but werewolves are more nomads.” Lochlan stepped closer to the desk. “The biggest pack of werewolves belongs to Sven.”