Novel & Cerita Famous Female Werewolf Names

She said quietly, "Oh, we already know who you are... or aren't." A full werewolf. Rule number one: do not entertain snide or passive aggressive comments. Biting my tongue, I made sure a smile was still fixed on my face by widening it. I continued, "I would like to know your names." In turns they began introducing themselves. "My name is Alta Scots from the Beastclaw pack, and I am forever at your service, Miss Hilda..." On and on they went until a petite redhead and a tall brunette introduced themselves. "My name's Robyn Wolfe from the Segrid pack, and I am forever at your service, Miss Hilda," said the tall brunette.

The wolf claws on my fingertips had retracted, but the anger in my heart could not be calmed for a long time. I knew that from this moment on, my fate would no longer be controlled by anyone. Neither Jonah nor William could make me surrender. I am Harper, a female werewolf of the Moon Shadow Pack, and my fate belonged only to me.

And that's not even the most important part here,' He paused, and I waited for him to continue his words. 'The most important thing is, her Wolf's name is Caris, which I am sure she has given her. However, the wolf she holds within herself is none other than the wolf of the world. Her name is Celine, and she is known to be the rarest wolf present on Earth,' He said, and I looked at him, shocked for a second. 'Celine? Isn't she called the daughter of the moon goddess herself? Only three women are known to have gotten that wolf in history, and all of them were Queens, no?' I asked, and he nodded.

What I would give to taste these lips once more… I can’t. Swallowing, I look into her brilliant green eyes. “So, tell me, beautiful one, what is your name?” “Oh, my name is…” she trails off, narrowing her eyes suspiciously at me. “Xenie. Xendaya.” She lies. I smirk. “You are not Xendaya.” I know werewolves’ counterparts have their own identity. In some ways, they say it’s two personalities, two souls combined into one. “I am Xendaya!” she retorts defiantly.

It was the leader's rule and those who don't obey him will be put behind the walls to be killed by werewolves. Red Maccale, I wrote on a small rectangular piece of white paper and slowly threw it into an old iron container that seemed to be the one used for many years. I watched Delaphine write her name and folded her paper as well, she placed her name within the female section happily. "You both may go now," an elderly lady who was the one responsible for the female container of names informed us as she carried the container away collecting all the list of girls that were suitable to start having children.

He grimaced, letting it go and giving the physician the go ahead. "Look, Mrs. Kaine, there's only one case I've heard of a werewolf surviving a demon attack. It might be a mere rumour, but Eastmoon wolves talk about her in the darkness, keeping her name secret because that's how she wanted it." Beta Reece chipped in. "Before we forget, the Moon pack's Alpha still lost his son. I believe she's a fake." "Her name was Cara Smyth, you know? The runaway human breeder." Lord Henry muttered distantly. "She's a tough one to forget, even though I never knew her."

"It's not actually a serious matter, but I want you all the be aware that I am going to have a new beta members and she will going to have a great responsibility since she's the one who's going to help me make this pack the best." "What's her name?" some wolves asked. "It's a werewoman?" other wolves even added that question. Marcus nodded as he spoke again. "Yes. Her name is Cassandra. She's one of the strongest werewoman from the clan of the northern werewolf kingdom of Nefario," Marcus explained even though it's just actually all a lie. "Well I hope she's good enough for the task," the other wolves voiced out their thoughts. "She will be," Marcus assured them. Then when the meeting ended,

This was now a werewolf fight. "You have no idea whom you are messing with," she barked. She took more steps towards me until she was nose inches away from me. "I could show you what this 'spoilt princess' is capable of. I could show you where my power and connections can put you and what they can do to you. I am Louisiana, one of the greatest female wolves of Crescent Pack and the mate to Alpha Novare. And you? You will never come close—not in this life or next." For the first time, I laughed. A cold, hearty, mocking laughter. She thought I was done with her.

she said finally, her voice calm and measured, “but only if you tell me who you are and why you’ve come.” I exhaled sharply, forcing down the fear threatening to take hold. There was no point in hiding. Not anymore. “My name is Cathrine,” I said evenly. “I’m a Null Wolf from the Moon Shadow Pack.” The woman’s smile widened, and a strange warmth filled her gaze. “I’ve been waiting for you, Cathrine,” she said softly. Her words sent a chill through me. “Waiting for me?” I asked, my voice laced with suspicion. “Humans hate werewolves. Why would you wait for one?”

Very remarkable! ************************************** I am Lydia Richmond. I am a female werewolf from the Kingsford pack. I am twenty five years old. I am tall, slim, curvy, and beautiful. Adding all features together, I can be classified as a sexy lady. I had no issues whatsoever. I was not only beautiful and curvy, but also full in the right places. My boobs were full and my ass was fleshy enough for a man to hold on to. But despite all these amazing feminine features I possessed, I had an issue which haunted me every second of my life.