Canadian Werewolf Show Novels & Stories

He said seriously. Now they look serious. “You’re werewolves? Bullshit.” Canary said. I looked at Aiden. I haven’t actually seen his wolf yet. All he did though was extend his arm and let his claws come through. When Canary and Sin saw the claws, their eyes widened. “Holy Shit!” Sin said. Canary is still speechless. After a beat she says, “You too, Kabar?” “Yeah.” “Is it just you or is it your family too?”

The young nurse was still in the room, pretending to busy herself with something near the door. That night I lay in the hospital bed and stared at the ceiling and thought about how Cain hadn't done a single thing after finding out what happened to me and to our pups. No text. No call. Nothing. What I got instead were notifications. Celeste had posted. A photo. The Moon Goddess Festival only came once a year. Every pack in the territory gathered under the full moon for it, offering prayers, lighting the sacred bonfires, letting the pups run their first shift if they were old enough. It was supposed to be the most sacred night in a werewolf's calendar. The night the Moon Goddess herself was sa

I was awed at the uniformity. “It’s time to crown the next werewolf King and Queen, Ryder Cadwalder, and his beautiful Luna,”

“You have no preferences; you love anything sweet.” She narrowed her eyes playfully. “Touche.” “I’m surprised your teeth haven’t rotted yet.” Judah snarked flatly and I have to supress my laugh. “The perks of werewolf genes.” She cheered. “My man Damon is on screen; I’d date a vampire if it was him.” “Have you all watched this show before?” I asked. “Yes.” They replied in unison, “We always have movie night, mainly the classics cause television was just better.” Valeria added.

I could just live with my head between her legs, but she told me no. Coming here with her was a cultural shock at first. Miami had its trials for our pack there, like witch covens and bloodthirsty sirens, but it couldn't compare to this feral land in the Canadian wilderness. The wilderness in Canada can be harsh, making the wolves here much tougher than Miami. In Miami, only the warriors were trained to fight. Here, it's mandatory for all werewolves to train. The dangers of rogue vamps, disgraced fae, and all other issues that arise with living in a secluded area are too great to leave any member of the pack vulnerable.

Then we headed for the ballroom which is where we hold most of our parties. We walk in and there are people making-out everywhere, some are dancing and some are just sitting alone eating. I lead Kass to the main stage to make the announcement I welcome everyone here to join us for the mating gala and i thank you all for being here but i also have an announcement to make i grab Kass’s hand and say that i found my second chance every one goes silent but then daniel opens his mouth how can she be your second chance she's weak and has no wolf.

Werewolves are a bit more acceptable than Shadow Hunters. XXX

With every creeping day, the grand event in Blue Moon drew inexorably closer. The anticipation was electric, not just within our small team but across the entire werewolf community worldwide. Social media was ablaze with posts and discussions, with every pack speculating about what our first-ever show exclusively for werewolves would entail. No humans were allowed, a deliberate choice that created an air of exclusivity and pride. This event was a celebration of our own, a showcase of our unique culture and strength.

Shifters hated wolves because they killed one of their own, and wolves hated shifters because of what Emmanuel did to the Beta's mate. And where are we moving too? Quebec, Canada home to two of the biggest werewolf packs in the world The SavageKing and MoonLit Oasis. "Well Canada should be interesting" Carlos said and I rolled my eyes and just focused on the drive to Vermont where my parents and siblings will be meeting us before we continue our drive to Canada. I have a feeling that this mike was going to change my life and I didn't know if it was for the best of for the worst. Only time will tell.