Does Stiles Turn Into A Werewolf Novels & Stories

His aura of dominance radiated once more, filling the cramped apartment room. ​"I am a werewolf. Not just a regular wolf, but an Alpha. And what you did last night was a massive insult and a highly inappropriate act." ​Nichole fell silent for a moment. She stared at her boss's face—handsome and fierce, yet now looking so convincing in his delusion. ​Instead of arguing or panicking again, Nichole actually smiled even wider. An understanding smile she often gave her five-year-old nephew when the boy claimed to be a superhero.

he asked with confusion. Katie Clyde grabbed her stomach "why did you make such a silly joke, how can you say you are a werewolf? do you know what you are even saying?" Pascal frowned and reposted "I am serious, I wasn't lying" Katie Clyde was momentarily shocked, she exhaled and then demanded "show me" Pascal looked hesitantly "are you sure?" Katie Clyde nodded "of course, I want to see your real wolf form" Pascal lowered his head, raising it, his eyes became beet red, his facial structure distorted, and his fangs started growing.

she said, her grip tightening on his hand. Together, they closed their eyes and concentrated. The power surged through them, a raw energy that crackled in the air. The guards stumbled back, startled by the sudden intensity of the transformation. Theo and Jolene merged, their bodies becoming one, their combined strength creating a single, powerful werewolf.

I could feel the rotation of the earth beneath my feet. I looked down at the mark. It wasn't a jagged wound. It was a glowing, silver sigil of a wolf’s head, etched perfectly into my skin. The heat radiating from it was intoxicating—a constant, pulsing reminder that we were no longer two separate beings. The door to the chamber finally gave way. The first of the Pack—a massive, scarred Beta named Silas—lunged through the threshold, his eyes blood-red with the madness of the Blood Moon. He didn't see an Alpha and his mate; he saw a target.

Lola spat in his face, but he just laughed and wiped it off, “I like my women feisty so please keep fighting. It will only get me more determined to wreck that tight cunt of yours.” A shiver of fear went through Lola her spine when he untied his pants and took out his swollen cock. He grabbed her hair with one hand and put his pistol against her head with his other hand. “Open your mouth you filthy slut,” he commanded. Lola had just decided that she would bite off his cock and die with a bullet in her head when she saw a group of black wolves approach. Lola started smiling wickedly and the hunters quickly grabbed their guns and stood in a circle. Lola knew from Deborah her lessons that the B

Lona's POV The strongest wolves fighting each other created an extremely scary scene. After Jack and Alpha King turned into wolf form and rushed to bite each other, the other werewolves quickly transformed. The three warriors quickly came to my defense and the remaining warriors quickly joined the battle. Only a few minutes passed and all of them were seriously injured, even a werewolf fell. I didn't know if they were dead or just badly injured but that scene really freaked me out.

she asked from nowhere. She would like to take back the question but the man cleared his throat and she noticed that he was ready to answer. “I will answer you the same. It depends on how you look at things. But what if I told you, I am a werewolf, I changed my form from human to wolf, will you believe it, Miss Stewart?” Jelca found no answer.

Silas felt his blood boil with anger at the sight of his old nemesis. Stiles used to be part of the wolves Alex trained when they were growing up. They never liked each other and were competitive. Although, because Alex focused of Silas more than any other wolf, Stiles could not best him in a sparring match. Still Stiles was very good as a warrior wolf. He was also ambitious that he left the clan and went to form a rogue pack of his own. No wonder they fought without honor, Silas thought. They are just like their leader. Well, it’s just going to be like old times then… Silas was wrong.

" I HAVE PAID MY DUES. TELL YOUR PATHETIC SON TO SORT OUT THIS MESS. DO NOT DARE ME ALEXIA." Alexia gulped in real fear as his hand closed in on her throat. She couldn't command him to stop. She could feel her life force slipping away gradually, as she panicked. Where the hell did everyone go? Where is Stiles? " Let my mother go," Stiles growled. Alden barely turned, his wolf flinched at the disrespectful tone. His human was the calmer person, he wasn't so unforgiving and with the full moon approaching, he was antsy.

"You are literally the most brilliant person I know and not just that, you have so much knowledge about species like us." "He does?" Flynn said as if he was surprised. "Yes," I answered. "No, I've asked you to change me countless times but you won't agree to it. I am not a werewolf so I can't be a member of your pack," Stiles replied. "You have always been there for me each time I call so that literally means that you are a part of my pack," I said and he shook his head in disagreement. "Well I don't think he is as knowledgeable as you say he is," Flynn said.