Big Werewolf Novels & Stories

“We brought the money for the payment of the loan,” I announced this as soon as I stepped into the base of the loan sharks. The building was luxurious, with bright lights that showed around the place. Seven men were in the living room, two sitting and the rest standing. Each of them had a cigarette on their lips. However, the biggest man in the middle of them all caught my attention. He had a scar on his left eye and down to his upper lips. From one look and the scent I had perceived from them, they were werewolves. The biggest man was a beta, and the rest of them were omegas. Yet each of them had a terrifying aura that distinguished them from all the other omegas I had met.

Nico breathed a sigh of mixed exasperation and relief before continuing. “Okay, first things first. If you haven’t realized yet, you’re a werewolf.” Ben looked at his furry self which was sitting down on the floor. “Yeah, I guess I got that… I thought we change with the full moon, though.” “Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.”

It orphaned several children and others have lost their family, friends, and even their loved ones. The Alpha arrives in front of the sea of werewolves, beaming with an aura of power and dominance. The beta stands behind the crowd, making sure everyone is focusing at tonight’s meeting. The Beta—Beta Topaz—despite being in his late forties, commands the warriors in a booming voice, "Attention!” The warriors immediately corrected their postures and prepared themselves for any possible order. Beta Topaz puts his fist over his chest and continues, “I greet the foundation and leader of the pack, Alpha Summers!"

It was obvious that he wasn’t in a good mood, war was looming around the corner and he didn’t even know anything about the people that were threatening to attack. Herrick adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat and began. “Good day ladies and gentlemen,” he started and paused a little bit for the audience to respond. “The White Wolf is more than just a myth. Infact, it’s not a myth at all, it is very very real. They are a rare breed of werewolf, born with unmatched strength and abilities. Their power is said to rival even the strongest alphas in the werewolf world.” He paused for a few seconds again and allowed what he had just passed across to really digest into the audience.

As I absorbed this information, I realized that my understanding of werewolves and their societal structures was just beginning, and there was much more to learn Marie then shifted to discussing the fifth faction, her tone growing more somber. "This group could be considered the most formidable and perilous. They have ties to the human underworld, controlling mafia networks, gambling rings, drug trafficking, and various illegal enterprises. Even governments hesitate to confront them. Their leader is Alex, known as the Dark King. He has subdued several Alpha werewolves, turning them into his elite forces. His ambition is to conquer the Werewolves Kingdom. Alex is notorious for his cruelty – m

The Superclaw Pack is the largest pack with a population of over two million shifters, their wolves are the biggest, fastest and strongest among all werewolves. I'm so astonished right now, am I dreaming? I'm a mate to the Alpha of such a great pack but I heard that there was a controversy about his status, he was going to be a full Alpha and take the rulership of the pack once he found his mate. It had been some long distance story which I can't determine its level of accuracy.

They were too great in numbers. The loud chattering of the curious crowd became silent as we saw our leader Bazaar Wharr accompanied by 7 of his strongest werewolf hunters. Werewolf hunters were the ones who search for werewolves and capture them so we can learn about their weaknesses. Over the years they have managed to find one weakness of them and that was metal or the piece of iron I saw within the werewolf boy I foolishly saved years ago. It can weaken and kill them if aimed at the right spot of their body. All eyes gazed upon Bazaar a 40-year-old white hair and dark eye man. He was in his armour with his sharp sword at his side. He was quite fit for his age and looked younger.

Wulfric replied, “I thought all these would be clear but now.” “How do you plan to accomplish your goal? There’s no proven method of power transfer.” “Why do you think we lured you to this stone altar?” Wulfric smiled with one cheek, chuckling. “I see your mom might’ve exempted you from the werewolf history lessons. That altar over there was where the very first werewolf was created. It is still rich in power even now millennials after. So you’re going to climb on that altar like a good little boy and let us strap you to it. The moment u start resisting, she dies. This Process will be extremely painful but you’ll survive it. If u refuse to go through with this, they’ll just keep u busy fight

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...