Cherokee Werewolf Legends Novels & Stories

Drew said in a playful tone after seeing that Kyle had ended the call. About two hundred years ago, a war broke out between the rogue Vampires and Werewolf's. Kyle's past self, Duke Kile Chen was among those who fought in the war. At that time, the Werewolf's defeated the Vampires and soon, they seemed to coexist without any troubles. But now, it still seemed like there was bad blood lingering in the air because of Grey Jang the vampire who seeked revenge. Unbeknownst to Kyle, there was another creature who seeked revenge also. War awaits...

All were listening and waiting. "How can a werewolf not live with the pack." Wolves were animals living in groups as everyone knew. "My ancestors were werewolves of the Crystal Arrow pack." I chose my words carefully, I didn't understand the old truths well anyway. “What is your family name?” A middle-aged man with a fierce appearance asked. “Lopez.” I answered. "Your ancestors were werewolves who betrayed their wolves and fled to human society." His eyes were very deep with murderous intent. I was afraid to step back. Alpha King held my hand, not letting me continue to back away.

Their dwellings are just below, others are on the side of the stairs to and down the shrine. As they passed by the pack’s houses, every werewolf bowed to them. Well, all of them know about the tragedy that has happened 18 years ago. When Fenris and the others arrived at the shrine earlier, the altar was almost full of flowers. It must have come from his pack. Until they get to the end where the big house is, where Alpha, Beta, Gamma and the Fenris’ family live. Fenris approached his father and mother and rest each of his arms on their shoulder, as he gently caress their back.

Uncle Quinn yells with his arms stretched out to the start sky: “Eithinoha, sacred Mother Earth of our Cherokee people, Geyaguga, Moon goodness, we lycans offer part of our strength to this warrior, Adam Vaugh. A brave lycan, valiant, another one of your wolves, one of your children, that asks for you blessing. The stars, drops of dew, the magic of the growing dark hours, together with our howl, our flesh, our blood, all of us, together, your children, the children of the night, we are joined together and we ask you long life and health for Adam Vaugh to be accepted.”

"The protective wolf can only be called by a werewolf. Specifically, a she-wolf known as the Queen of Werewolves. The wolf is composed literally of the souls of warriors who swore to protect the Queen in life and death. As for Alan understanding the language of witches, it's normal since he is from the line of witches. His mother was an elemental wolf." "The Queen of Werewolves is nothing but a legend... A tale that mothers used to tell their kids!" The man corrected the Queen's interruption angrily. "How dare you fool what we've all witnessed! She is as real as the protective wolf. And let's not forget what we were told about the legend of the first man turned wolf. Beware that if she's awa

It was as if I was transversed into another universe as I was clearly hearing what was going on, the words were entering my ears at a faster pace. "The werewolf is a mythological animal and the subject of many stories throughout the universe, which could lead to diverse nightmares, Werewolves are, according to some legends, people who morph into vicious, powerful wolves. Others are a mutant combination of humans and wolves. But all are bloodthirsty beasts who cannot control their lust for killing people and animals. One of the legends states that a fair maiden whose name was - Gilgamesh, jilted a potential lover because she had turned her previous mate into a wolf.

Nikolai “Now tell us everything,” Dad commanded, his gaze sharp and focused. Vladimir straightened, his expression serious. “One of my hunters ran into a rogue wolf. He said his leader wanted to meet with me. So I did. But his plans? They’re dangerous. He wants to create hybrids—mixing powerful beings from each race: blessed wolves, witches with extraordinary magic, elves, and vampires.” As he spoke, Nikolai noticed Alexei stiffen beside him.

Instead, it brought a new level of understanding, compassion, and strength to their community. With the support of the pack, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel embarked on a journey of discovery. They sought to redefine the boundaries of love within their werewolf society, challenging long-held beliefs and prejudices. They organized gatherings, where werewolves from different packs came together to share their experiences and perspectives on love and relationships. These gatherings became a catalyst for change, fostering understanding and unity among the supernatural community.

And love had chosen them back. The curse was gone. The packs were whole. And in Elara’s womb, a new heartbeat answered the dawn. The werewolf’s bride had become the werewolf’s mother. And the story, after so much blood, so much darkness, finally found its light.

His clan was feared and respected for a good reason. He was already too late for the start of the ceremony where the male wolves got a chance to look at all the participating, she-wolves. Noah did not mind missing it because he was not interested in the she-wolves and the male wolves just annoyed him. They were a bunch of raging hormones ready to explode. It seemed like they couldn’t keep their wolves in check so all that came out of their mouths was talk about fucking their mate. He had been lucky with his wolf Achak. Achak meant spirit in Native American and he had always been a calm beacon for Noah. Since the day he transformed Achak had been something he could rely on. His thoughts got i