Bitten Werewolf Novels & Stories

I was starting to think that finding out the truth of what happened to me may wasn't really something I wanted. "You were bitten. The doctor told you this?" I silently nodded. "But he didn't tell you what bit you?" A shake of my head. "You were bitten by a wolf. Specifically, a werewolf."

Nikki’s heart beats faster, its intensity feeling like it’s about to break out of her ribcage. “We’re telling you the truth, Nikki. You’re a werewolf.”

They were the only ones capable of changing a human to a werewolf with their ‘bite’. Alex’s hands vibrated from the mouse in shock and fear as he moved back a bit. “Ray… it was an Alpha werewolf,” he finally figured out. Alex clearly remembered the red flashing eye that glowed in the dark before the beast came at him and bit him. “This is it,” Ray called Alex’s attention. The new paragraph was about the bite of an Alpha werewolf. “The bite of an Alpha werewolf will either kill the victim or change them to becoming a newborn werewolf.”

The one who had been about to kill the woman and been thrown away, stood up clutching at where he had just been bitten in terror. He stared at it like it was a death sentence as if that bite meant the end of his life. Because it was, werewolf bites were deadly to Vampires. And Damon had already taken a huge chunky bite off his shoulder. “Lupus, Rogue King, we do not want a fight with you,” The second one started speaking,

She brings out her wolf face without changing completely and she bites down on Theo’s arm. He screams in agony. “Oh, did I mention that when a werewolf is bitten, they do not turn like normal werewolves. They break every bone in their body every full moon. Also, the bite can either kill the person or turn them,” I finish. Theo looks up at me, I can see his fox fighting off the bite.

"I wonder how your pack would face a battalion of matured vampires without their Alpha?" No. "Now, would you give her to me or not?" The woman asked again. Though before I could blink, I heard a loud animalistic growl and the sound of ripping. I was pushed by a force and the next thing I knew, I was thrown to the tree yards away. I felt dizzy and my back slightly hurt. Deeply worried, I opened my eyes the moment I recovered and my lips fell open when I saw a huge brown werewolf in front of the vampire human. I did not have to think about who it was. There was no doubt that the werewolf in front was Jaxon. Even though he had already shifted, I am so sure it was him because of his eyes and the

His jaw clenches, and he bites his lower lip like he’s trying to make sense of what’s happening. "I am not one of you," I whisper, my throat burning. He squints, lifting my trembling hand, and examining the sharp claws that have replaced my nails. "The bite only turns someone with the werewolf gene," he blurts, almost to himself. "If you were purely human, you’d be dead."

Werewolves only change at the full moon. Only with the ceremony. But this one changes in my sitting room. There aren’t any real weapons around me; I grab a fork from the breakfast table. The werewolf’s jaws snap at my face as I dodge backward. He manages to grab me, opens his mouth to roar, and I jam the fork into his mouth, into his soft palate. And then he bites down and my arm comes away.

It just meant that they were terrified to make him their enemy. “You held on pretty well, Luther. That was… amazing,” I whispered while feeling surprised because I had never complimented a human before. This was a first. And then I saw his bitemark. It looked worse than Mrs. Davina’s. I bit my palm and allowed the blood to drip down to his neck until the wound closed up. The elders in the pack only began to discover the cure to a werewolf’s bite after I was born. It was in the prophecy, saying that the wolf with a blood-like fur could either cure or poison humans and nonhumans, depending on how I would use it.

I asked, my curiosity piqued. He took a deep breath. “The process starts with a bite, usually on the neck. It’s not just any bite though—it’s a special one that leaves a mark visible only to other werewolves. It’s like a supernatural tattoo, saying ‘Back off, this one’s taken.’” I shivered involuntarily. “And does it… hurt?”