Female Werewolf Novels & Stories

There is just one problem: she is a werewolf. The moon goddess must have gone mad making us mates, but I am not going to reject my own mate. She is attractive for a human and will become my wife and the mother of my kits. Yes, she is different with her round face, pink skin and red hair. She is also tiny, but the mate bond doesn’t lie. This female is fully capable of carrying my heir and I can’t be picky. There are no zareth females left in my world and my clan’s survival depends on me having a successful mating with this werewolf.

Until he can find a mate, he has to stay next to me or he could get killed. Werewolves are like animals, we think with our bodies first before our senses. We are primitive and very aggressive. Rex is unlike any werewolf I know. He is quiet, smart and never angry. He is the one that can help me right now. I hit his door loudly, knowing he wouldn't be in the meeting. Omegas aren't allowed in meetings. They are treated as less than, not equals.

The memory of that sudden, tearing pain was still fresh, still throbbing dully in my overstretched pussy. But at the same time, I wanted him. Moon goddess help me. I'd heard stories from the she-wolves in my pack about their first times with their mates. They'd spoken of soft, tender touches and slow pleasure, of gentle lovers who made them feel cherished and adored. None of them had mentioned pain like this. None of them had warned me it would feel like being violently split apart by an unyielding brute. That made me realize it was going to be a completely different story for me.

I asked carefully. “They're an old lycanthropic legend that speaks of the Goddess endowing a woman as the leader of the species,” Loreta said. "A woman with a heart of gold and a warrior's soul. A woman capable of bringing order and affection to the herds. It is said she has powers we don't know about, that she can see auras, talk to spirits, and overpower any Alpha." I raised my eyebrows and looked at Alessandro. “What Loreta says is true,” said Alessandro. “I felt it last night; the call your she-wolf made was so strong that the wolves nearby couldn't refuse it.”

There was no one else in the room… Which meant they were discussing her. “You don’t know that,” the male replied. “It’s not unknown for a transformed wolf to become an alpha. Rare, I admit, but not unknown.” The woman laughed, the sound high and derisive. “Really? Come on, George, you’ve seen her. Like the rest of the humans, pathetic and weak-willed. Good enough to fuck, but Xavier needs a stronger woman to mate. Besides, a transformed wolf hasn’t become an alpha for generations.” Okay, Annette had disliked her before, now she up rated the bitch to cow-bitch-from-hell.

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.

Her Dad and the rest was fuzzy. “Dude, what the…” a male voice was saying from the living room, when a sound that seemed like a punch, shut him up. In one swift motion, she was up. She looked at her dressing. She was still in her skinny jeans and leather jacket. The one she wore when she returned the previous day. Werewolves were blessed with super hearing, super speed, fast healing. In another swift motion, she was at the door of her living room. The room was a mess. Broken furnitures, broken glasses, splatters of blood. Some fractures of woods sticking out from the wall.

The second girl is asked about the most significant battle in Pack history, and she answers without hesitation that it was the Battle of the Moon, where the Pack fought off an invasion by a rogue group of werewolves who were intent on taking over their territory. The third girl is asked about the role of female werewolves in Pack society, and she answers smoothly that female werewolves have always played a crucial role in Pack leadership, serving as advisors to the Alpha and helping to maintain the balance of power within the Pack. As each girl answers her question with ease and confidence, I can feel my anxiety mounting. I know that I don't have the same level of knowledge about werewolf hi

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

Her long blond hair was wild all over her and some stray strands stuck to her face in sweaty patches. The werewolf started to circle around her, slow purposely strolls. It's huge black eyes was staring down at her as it moved around, assessing her. It looked like it was performing some kind of ritual. The werewolf was huge with black brown fur and from the light coming from the moon behind it, it looked menacing. It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes.