Famous Female Werewolf Names Novels & Stories

My fist tightened against the handle of the chair I was sitting in upon an elevated platform within the ball room where countless werewolf females were being presented to me like a commercial trying to sell me a product. "Our next female is Harriet Newman from Open Dew pack, she is stronger than every other female in her pack. Two years ago she won an award naming her she-wolf of the year and she has held that title since. She is the perfect candidate to rule any large pack as she is not only beautiful, but powerful as well." The pack announcer listed the female's merits in order to entice me. This party turned out to be a Luna choosing event for me but despite my lack of interest in the who

she asked, adopting a calmer tone as she descended from her throne. "Stella, but my husband called me Lilith," Stella responded with a trembling voice, and the woman halted in her tracks. The chanting ceased, and the room fell silent as if all life had vanished. Stella stared at all their faces. After a long pause, the silence turned to murmurs as the members whispered among themselves. "That name is reserved for high-ranking witches alone. So why do you bear such a name as a werewolf?" she questioned, resuming her approach.

I whispered, the modulator turning the confession into a dark rasp. ​Alaric stiffened. "He knows your wolf's name? How? You haven't spoken it aloud since the Valley." ​"He’s been researching," I realized, the pieces clicking together with terrifying clarity. "After the gorge, when he heard the rogue's rumors about the White Demon. The ancient texts in the Blackwood library. The first White Lycan Queen was named Astra. He connected the myths to the scent he caught."

She stated with so much conviction. A big belly laugh left my body. Ah, this little puppy wants to do business with me. How the tables have turned. “I hear your amusement, I truly do, but you are a hunter of the supernatural. You kill my kind. You pursue the underworld. You track the un-human. Why not allow me to help you with this.” “You want to kill your own kind?” I asked in surprise. She bowed her head. “Got your attention now, haven’t I…? Now let us start again. My name is Tia Mulross and I am, as you are already aware, a werewolf.”

world peace among the different supernatural races since our family reigns three of the most dominant ones-- the Werewolves, the Northern Witches, and the Vampires. I, Blair Claudette Kendall Cavanaugh-Sperova… oh, I know it's such a very long name, and I wouldn't give a fudge to write it all on a piece of paper. Then add up Winsley on my legal married name, and damn, this is already intense madness. However, I love it more than anything. But not as much as I love my Pryce.

I may not have known her for more than a day, but I can tell they are arguing. Danika seems to like her anonymity, but I get the feeling Aurora is ready to come out with it. I’m about to make up some bullshit lie, to give her more time to figure out what she wants to do, but she clears her throat and begins to speak. There’s a hint of Danika speaking with her, and realization dawns on everyone in the room. “My name is Aurora Cade. I am indeed a pure hybrid; a blood witch and a werewolf.” The dumbstruck faces of my aunts almost send me into hysterics, but I keep my composure and watch Aurora proudly.

“I’ll be speaking there next week. But no, my bodyguards are with me always because of my position, which, I assure you is not as some nanny.” “Oh, crap,” the long-haired boy said. “Language!” Mrs. Berry said. “You’re that human who works for the Pack Alpha, the one that busted the sex ring,” he said next. “The human trafficking ring, yes.” “That was somebody named Miss Sarah, not Ms. Astor,” the girl in the braids objected. “Sarah Astor is my name. Werewolves refer to females with a social position in a household as Miss Whatever as a courtesy.” “But you’re human,” another girl said.

But he could not bring himself to ask her. Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It was Hilda with her eyes not looking like the ones a common werewolf would have. "And you are?" Alpha Alex asked. "I'm Hilda. Descendant of the Luna of the Lumen pack. The werewolf goddess Oracle. And the greatest werewolf that has ever lived." Hilda replied to him as Alpha Alex feared her eyes even though he was an Alpha. So he ushered her in.

the woman said, smiling at Karina and extending her hand. Karina immediately stood up, shook Hannah's hand, and smiled back at her, "I'm Karina. I hope we can work well together in the future," Karina replied. "You're as beautiful as the rumors say," Hannah said to Karina. Karina smiled awkwardly and chuckled, "You're quite funny, Miss Hannah," Karina said. "But my compliment earlier was sincere," Hannah said. Unbeknownst to Karina, Hannah was an omega werewolf from the Lunarcrest Domain. Even before she met Karina, Hannah had attended Karina's wedding party without Karina's knowledge.

Felix asked, looking into the eyes of the old woman, trying to see if he was lying. " As you know, the White Wolves were the first of the werewolf generation. They were blessed by the Moon Goddess with immense power as well as wisdom. They lived peacefully with little conflict, but that all changed with the power struggle. With White Wolves being on top of the supernatural food chain, every other supernatural creature wanted a taste of that power. The first is Drakoen, the mage of darkness. He was just a mere mage who wanted to be something. The only way to do it was through marrying the White Wolf, Princess Alvira. She was a bright and kind young woman who just wished for eternal peace," sh