Bill Werewolf Novels & Stories

Max cleared his throat, his voice steady but tinged with urgency. Taking a moment to observe the council members, Max noted their identities. The council comprised seven individuals: Jackson, Fenrir, Magnus, Astrid, Thalia, Ragnar, and Ruben. They were all revered Elders within the werewolf community. But Max knew their reputations didn’t necessarily reflect their true nature. Ruben and Jackson were sympathetic to Max’s cause, and he hoped to win over Thalia, the only female alpha in the council.

Yes, though it happened six months ago, long before she turned 18, Natalia was sure that the man she met in the woods the other day was her mate. He was this gorgeous male wolf who was tall and strong, with disheveled shoulder-length black hair and a fascinating silver eye. They said he was the Rogue, the living legend among all the werewolves. Two years ago, he defeated several strong packs in the west and became the wealthiest Alpha. A year later, he led his packmates to repel multiple attacks from the most ferocious vampire coven. He even forced the notorious vampire count to sign a peace pact.

Someone behind the counter turned up the volume on the TV, and the calm voice of a news reporter came blasting through the speakers. "Two weeks ago, the Alpha of the Lunar Dusk pack declared Drax Freling a fugitive for crimes against the entire werewolf species. Miss Rissa and Miss Lily, whose photographs also appear below, have also been declared wanted, dead or alive, for aiding and supporting the fugitive."

"...Xavier, it's not your fault! What happened to me was because I was careless, so let me take care of this. Let my wolf out, and I'll work hard to get him under control." When he saw Wesley, Xavier shook his head. "You kill a bunch of people, some of whom are children..." When Xavier looked into Wesley's wolf, he saw what happened when Wesley changed into his wolf. But he didn't notice what had happened before that. Everyone screams in shock... But Wesley is the one who has the hardest time believing it. "—You're kidding, right? Xavier, you know I'll never do that!" Wesley's face shows trembling and denial. In the beginning, he had no trouble keeping his wolf in check... Except when there

he called out. One of the vampires emerged from the trees. At first glance, he appeared human, but he was far from it. The bloodsucker smiled, the moonlight revealing a sinister, sharp-toothed grin. Jeremy recognized the vampire instantly. As Grey Wolf high commander, he made it a point to know his enemies. Lucas was a crony of Cillian, the ancient bloodsucking leader of the Billings vampire coven. Lucas, neither the most powerful nor eldest of bloodsuckers, was hungry for power and a force to be reckoned with. But what the hell he was doing all the way out here near

Alpha Romulus protest. "But I am." Zinedine's voice changed as his eyes changed to white. "I, Lucius Zinedine Wilderwood, the Millennium Wolf and King Of all Alphas remove the spirit of Alpha wolf in you Romulus Greil." "Don't do this to me." Alpha pleaded not expecting the turn around. He felt weak all of a sudden and his legs couldn't hold his weight so he collapsed to the ground. For the first time as a werewolf he felt.... empty. He begged Zinedine to return it back which fell on deaf ears.

I asked, my voice trembling with a mix of fear and defiance. I couldn't believe what I was witnessing. The man's body convulsed and twisted, bones audibly cracking and reshaping. It was a transformation unlike anything I had ever seen before. In a matter of seconds, the man turned into a massive, dark-furred Beta werewolf. His size was awe-inspiring, and his eyes blazed with predatory intensity, sending shivers down my spine. The room seemed small compared to his imposing presence, and an unsettling energy filled the air.

With a determined expression, he led Emily forward, their footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness. As they approached the altar, a figure emerged from the shadows, its form shifting from that of a human to a majestic, silver-furred werewolf. The creature's eyes gleamed with a mix of wisdom and ancient knowledge, a testament to its age and authority. It was the Alpha, the leader of the werewolf pack. The Alpha's voice carried a deep resonance, commanding attention as it spoke. "Welcome, Emily Harper and Adam Brentwood. You have ventured far, guided by your desire to uncover the truth. But be warned, for the truth can be a double-edged sword, revealing both light and darkness."

Chapter 63 Karien’s Pov “Do you have any idea what you are blabbering about? You want us to protect our enemy, the vampire’s enemy. Have you lost your mind?” the guy next to Brandon jumped in anger and shout. His reaction was acceptable. Werewolves were the biggest enemies of Vampires. No clan would accept my proposal but I knew exactly what would make them agree. I took out the blank check from my suit pocket and signed it. Placing the check on the table, I said, “ I know what I am doing. Now you guys decide what you wanna do. Fill the blank with your price or die. It’s your choice.”

Once I knew his trigger, I would be holding the gun. Harris had a reputation in the werewolf community as being a standup guy. It was a known fact that several years ago. He and his half witch Luna rescued a bunch of hookers from a couple of rogue werebears. I wasn't much on good guys or half breeds, but their heroism may provide me with an opportunity now.