Does Stiles Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

Bushes, trees and plants surrounding them with an open path filled with dried leaves where Lyra and the chauffeur drove on. Unlike humans, werewolves loved to live in dense forests. After all, they were still part animals. As he drove, she noticed the scenery getting less dense. It was like they were getting to the city. She could see houses surrounded with minimal trees. Tarred roads. It seemed like she was entering the Crescent Pack, the one she had just left. “Woah...” she muttered breathlessly. The high buildings and modern life was a shock to her. She never thought her pack would ever get this civilized. Well, at least not in her time.

Jacob stood up and walked towards a tree while removing his shirt and jeans, which tear when he shifts. Now he is standing in front of me with only his boxes. He came back and stood in front of me in full glory—he is incredibly tall, and damn, his broad shoulders are impossible. He stepped back while bending down in his four. I don't know what he did, but suddenly his bones started to crack, and his hands and toes started to turn into paws. Oh my goodness—my heart skipped a beat with his actions. His face changed into a wolf's, and his ears elongated, whereas his nose turned into a snout.

She seemed to enjoy it. I focused on the battle. One of the masked men came straight towards me with a dagger in hand. The bright white colour on the hood warned me that he was a werewolf. He did not have permission to transform, I noticed. Allen Samuel still believed that we did not know what species were facing. For that reason, all the wolves were forced to fight as humans. I gave him a blow that sent him a few kilometres away from me. Too weak. I remember Estelle's words.

Horror was written all over her face when she spoke in a low and trembling voice, “The feared Ceo of the best fashion industry is really a werewolf?” ••• Stiles woke up with a migraine that quickly went away immediately he shook his head sideways. Shortly the memories of everything that happened came rushing in. Letting out a grunt, his eyes changed color to bright red. His wolf was at it again and he hissed loudly trying to keep it calm. However his wolf refused and spat angrily instead *Do you have any idea of what will happen next when a human finds out about our secret?* “I know and I will take care of the issue. Don't worry about it.” Stiles replied to his wolf calmly.

I scoffed. "I know what I saw...what I heard...what I felt..." "It took you a while to wake up so maybe you watched something about," He failed to repress a chuckle, "werewolves, before getting hurt. Maybe it was embedded in your subconscious." I took another step forward. "I know what happened to me. I can taste the smoke and smell the sweat on them." I cringed at the memory. "Their voices..the...I remember the feel of you...I know you were there and what you...what you became...I-"

Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare. “Look, everyone, this is the moment. His body is slowly changing. As expected, he's the one we're looking for." Suddenly, from outside the window came several sounds filled with excitement. In Adam's empty eyes, completely losing control, at this time, only a few figures could be seen, carrying shotguns standing outside looking at him. In their hands, all were special hunting rifles, specialized to deal with werewolves like him. He knows that, as long as he completes the transformation, the guns with silver bullets will absolutely not respect anything, aiming directly at his body and shooting wildly.

He was eating this story up. “Well, turns out it was a werewolf named Kevin Sung. He liked eating fresh heart meat. Instead of hunting deer or elk or some other wildlife, he realized it was easier to hunt humans. He liked overweight, male hearts and figured rest stops were the fastest way to get them. Authorities figured out it was a werewolf, so they hired me.”

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

So when Stiles looked at me, I bowed to show I was sorry. I wouldn't lie, there are a lot of reasons why Damion and I dislike Stiles. There was a story that was told that his mother is a direct descendant of the moon goddess. This gave him exceptional power. Instead of normal Beta eyes, he will show the moon colour whenever he's trying to use his rank or show his powers. If he had been an Alpha blood, he would have been so fearful. Another thing aside from his good looks, is that he also has the ability to become an Alpha, start a pack or hijack one. The dead Alpha has always warned us to be very careful about him and his family. He wouldn't even let his father perform the full duty of the B