Do Werewolves Live Forever Novels & Stories

Nothing happened; I just wanted to know what forever meant for Werewolf, because if it was like the forever that men promised during their wedding or the start of a relationship, I don't think I would be able to do it. I was lost for words. She was afraid about being his mate, and the forever that he was promising, I did blame her. Humans get divorced all the time, but I was going to assure her that it was not like that for wolves. "Forever for werewolves means a different thing. They are not like humans who get divorced for trivial things. Once a wolf marks you, then you are his until you die, the other half of his soul, and even if you die, a part of him will be lost forever."

He scoffed. “This isn’t funny.” I said. “I know. I just want you to think of all the options here.” He said. “And that’s what I’m doing. Not that I want to. Anyway, tell me about Cory and your mate.” I said. “Everything you need to know, I’ve already told you. I found her, we knew that we were mates but she told me that she was already mated to a vampire. And that’s where she was gonna stay.” “Vampires live forever. Werewolves don’t. How is that going to work?”

Werewolves have longer lifespans than humans though they have significantly shorter lifespans than Lycan's. Lycan's were designed to live for around three or four hundred years, so the Royal family can rule without heirs being changed every 40/50 years. Werewolves were lucky if they could make it to a hundred- and fifty-years-old. The lifespan alone makes his stomach drop. Max wasn't sure why he was even worried about this, but here he was wondering why the Moon Goddess made the Werewolves and Lycan's this way unless they were never supposed to be together. If that's the case, then why does that fact worry him?

I said. Pure Bloods were special human beings who were born only once in a thousand years. All the Pure Bloods that have lived before have always gone missing, or found in a state where their blood was all dried out. This is because their blood contains special qualities that are of great importance to werewolves. It can instantly heal fatal injuries when consumed. Wolves live a long time, but they cannot live forever. But consuming a Pure Blood's blood can extend their lives. " You mean you are in love with a human?"

he said and something hit me. It’s not going to be forever it’s going to be until I die. Wolves are semi-immortal and they live way longer than humans. They don’t die of natural causes like illness or old age, they can only die when someone else kills them unlike humans and this made me wonder for a slight second how long will I be with him until I’m gone. I shook my head immediately, this is not the right time to think of such things. I smiled at him again and asked.

Erebus was not quite sure about the last one, "The werewolves doesn't have eternal life." "Yes, that's true." Kitty nodded, "Because the wand of life gives them not only the ability of healing, but also guaranteed that power to be passed on with their bloodline." "That's a very interesting design from the witches." Erebus said with a bitter smile. "Well, it's something they couldn't have," Kitty shared the bitterness, "So they wanted an eternal army. But not soldiers with eternal lives, rather --" "An army that can re-create itself." Nodded Erebus with his eyes closed.

“I am not sure. I mean, I can drop out. Let’s see if Gabe also wants that.” I was aware of the difference in their ages. Gabe was thirty-one while she was eighteen. But that hardly mattered. Werewolves stopped aging after they hit their peak youth. We lived for two hundred years and then there were some who lived more than that. However, it was sad that most of us died protecting our packs before we reached a hundred. “I want her to continue!” Gabe called from behind. Nicole’s cheeks heated up. She looked like a thief who was caught stealing cookies from a jar. It was my turn to laugh.

He was rocking back and forth trying to forget the images in that file. Gertrude lowered her head, “They could use it as proof that Citadel needs to be eliminated because of unethical research and inhumane products— “Or maybe they’ll use it to prolong their lives… Maybe they are done being just humans.” Alpha Hercule pointed out. “Maybe,” she uttered as she sat beside him. It's not a secret in the supernatural realm that werewolves age slower than humans, and they can live up to 150 years while their features stay in their 70s, the same as Vampires that are not part of the old blood.

A few were the same age, but mostly their age differences were also random and disoriented. It was no secret that werewolves were immortal, supernatural creatures. It wasn't completely impossible for them to lose their lives but it was extremely rare that they did. Whoever it was that was behind the killings had obviously done a thorough study of them and was successfully killing them in a way they wouldn't be able to recover from even with their superhuman capabilities. I pushed the file back, refusing to let my sympathy reflect on my face before Trevor preyed on it.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s