Famous Female Werewolf Names Novels & Stories

Maybe I had to follow her path but first, I had to figure out what book this might be. “Hey,” I called the wolf in my head, “what is the Alpha’s name?” I asked because the male protagonist was always an Alpha. Always. “Liam,” she responded and I could not pretend to be surprised. It was the most common name for Alphas in werewolf romances. Liam, Lucas, names like that. The abused omega mates were named Lily or Aria or even after the goddess Selene – like me. The plots were similar, the names uncreative so how would I figure out which book this was? All of them blurred into one in my head!

(Athena POV) LUNA. Isn't it in every werewolf story, Luna is always the name of the female protagonist? The female lead? So, it's just right that she's the one who deserves EL. While me on the other hand, Athena, a very unlikely name for the character that the authors write. Maybe I'm the villain in this story. But please don't kill me. I was just dragged by that idiot prick!

Her mates are scary, they can make even a adult man cry with just their glare and with the power which flows from them, it makes people more scared of them. She, too, was scared of them when she first saw them. With their huge and muscular body, they could scare anyone with just a single glance at them. Not to mention that they are the Royal beta, it just add more to their scariness. "My n-name is Alison, a vampire I am mated to warrior no 987. " The first maid said, her whole body was shivering in fear. The second maid spoke, "My name is Scarlett, a werewolf. A unmated female." She told.

The marks of the rope were wrapped around them. "My wolf is strong, but she has been dormant for a long time. She just ascended that day. Shiva is the second strongest werewolf in our world. First was goddess Alectrona's descendant, of which we don't know who or where that creature is!" The more I explained, the more he was confused.

I hear the sisters gasp as Alpha Liam growls. “Alpha Alec, we call this court to order,” a woman I don’t recognize says. She’s just as beautiful as the werewolves and based on what Cayd told me, this is either Mehira, the vampire mated to an Alpha werewolf, or Ennata, the hybrid witch and vampire. “Luna Mehira,” Angel says quietly to me as Cayd and Alpha Liam come to sit behind us. Cayd puts his hand on my shoulder letting me know that he’s here.

“It would have to be something like a Morrigan or a Succubus, maybe even Valkyrie, but definitely something with a feminine bias.” “Feminine? Why’s that?” Xavier raised an eyebrow in curiosity. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust George, the man had practically put one of the pack wolves back together after he’d run into a warlock’s silver-laced trap a couple months ago, so he obviously knew what he was doing, but he was curious as to the man’s reasoning.

Alpha Tam either doesn’t hear them, or decides to ignore them. “Ours is the only pack in all of Altair. The assassins were Werewolves.” The growls intensify until one of the oldest members of the pack speaks up. She’s dressed in a shaggy burlap gown, and her long silver hair is loose around her scrawny face, giving her a wild look. We call her Old Ma. It’s rumored that she used to work as a chambermaid in the palace before the Rebellion. She isn’t one of the clan elders, who are the alpha’s advisors, but she’s one of the most outspoken members. The fight has not gone out of her, despite her age. That’s abundantly clear.

Understand? I nodded and looked into the distance. Sorry, I rarely thought about it. I wondered why we lived like this. It’s just that a little girl wants her mother to hug her at least sometimes, but approve of her actions and undertakings. My mom was different. Not like you. But you're right, I understand that a childish resentment just speaks in me. - Come here, - Martha hugged me again, - Remember, you said that I smell like autumn? So the smell of a werewolf is individual for everyone.

The female werewolves were dressed in elaborate ball gowns adorned with jewels of the most beautiful shades of every precious stone known. I could hear their low chatter as they discussed among themselves glancing in our direction from time to time. What most of them were thinking was not alien to me. There were a lot of them who felt they would be a perfect fit for us. A female werewolf walked up to me and curtsied delicately, glancing up at me shyly. "Alpha, I'm Leah. The daughter of the Beta of Crescent pack. We have met once during one of your product launch, my father is a partner of yours. He send his greetings." She said and smiled softly at me.

She was a vampire, and yet she stood on the hallowed ground of a werewolf pack with the confidence of a queen. "Welcome," she said, her voice a rich, melodic silk that seemed to vibrate in the very air. She offered a small, knowing smile, revealing the elegant, lethal points of her fangs. "I apologize that the Alpha is currently occupied with pack matters; he was pulled away just before your arrival. You shall have to find my company sufficient for now. I am Arcelythe Vladimir Hyde, wife of Alpha Ynovar and Luna of the Veylor Pack. It is an honor to receive you, Herse Gavira and Gavriel Soltharic."