Female Werewolf Transformation Stories Novels & Stories

It's eyes were deep and dark and a scar ran from it's eyebrow to the corner of its eyes. The girl's breathing came rapidly as her heart beat fearfully hard inside her chest. The werewolf stopped moving suddenly, raised it's head up and opened it's mouth wide as if about to yawn. It's two great teeth shone through its mouth making the girl gasp. The werewolf let out a loud howl that shook the earth to the grasses on the field. In a burst of panic, the girl crawled hurriedly away from the werewolf but she didn't get far before the werewolf leaped on her and sank its teeth into her thigh. The girl let out a scream that cut through the night.

I told you a while ago that this wolf wants me to kill her. Without thinking, I touched the ground, and in no time, another earthquake happened. This time, it wasn’t around all the pack, but just the she-wolf. I was about to kill her when I felt that someone was running after me in a fast way. Of course, it was too late for me to react, but not too late for my mate to save me. Immediately, shift back to his wolf and run over the alpha. My mate was not a normal werewolf, he was directly turned into a werewolf by the queen of werewolves - my mom.

“Werewolves (Lycanthropes): Shapeshifters capable of human-wolf transformation. Common traits: Enhanced strength, heightened senses, territorial behavior, pack hierarchy. Transformation triggers: Full moon (myth), emotional stress (documented), physical contact with mate (rare).” I stop breathing when I read that last part, physical contact with mate, and I scroll down quickly, looking for more information, and there’s a whole section about them. “Mate?” I whisper to myself, and the word feels wrong in my mouth and no, absolutely not, there’s no way I’m anyone’s mate, especially not Mr Blackwood’s because that would be a joke of the highest order.

Since she was the first moon goddess in werewolf form, the stories painted her as a legend, a saviour, as well as a warrior and the shining hand of the ancestral magic. I quickly flipped through the pages and skimmed through the almost unreadable writing. I suddenly paused while my brows furrowed in confusion. Who documented this!? The story had painted something different and now, the pages in this book painted a totally different thing also. As I flipped through the brittle parchment for more answers, the story started to form in shape, giving out horrifying detail. 'Her power awakened early. It grew fast. The transformations accelerated. Her mind began fracturing under the pressure of too

Her eyes gleamed with a fierce intensity, and her hair was as black as the night. "Welcome, Tristan," she said, her voice low and husky. "I've been waiting for you." Tristan's werewolf instincts took over, and he attacked the woman with his claws outstretched. But she was quick and agile, dodging his blows with ease. She smiled, and her body began to shift. Her limbs elongated, her senses heightened, and her fur grew thick and gray. She transformed into a sleek wolf, her eyes gleaming with a fierce intensity.

“I've spoken to several sources, and they all confirm that your mother was a Cory witch." "But why do you think I'm a born wolf? They are extremely rare and I never showed any symptoms until after the attack." All this didn't make sense. "There are very few female wolves. If we're talking about born she-wolves, then you might be unique." Clive pulled my fist out of his sweatshirt pocket and placed it in his palms, gently circling his fingers until I opened my hand. “From what we've read, most women don't survive transformation. There are many suggestions as to why, but even the experts are not unanimous. The thing is, even though your conversion was a sadistic fantasy, you survived. And she

Trying to keep it together, she continued, "Well, she treated them as her friends. But they were not. She was cooking together with those girls who were supposed to serve her, then a group of men came in with the pig that they just caught. It was loud and happy; I mean, there seemed to be an occasion and they were having fun. But then something grim happened." She bit her lips while wiping the tears that fell down her cheeks. "They attacked the woman. At first she tried to just dodge; she wanted to save herself without harming anyone else, but she was there all alone. The people ganged up on her and attacked her all at once. She was wounded a lot, and it came to a point where she couldn't pr

She fall into a hole in the ground, she didn't expect that but she thinks it's a perfect spot to be vanish. She landed on the ground, she looked around in the cave and saw several wolves who's lying on the ground. They look so thin, and so weak. Because of her sudden appearance the other wolves get alerted and growl at her. They already prepared to attack her, but then she heard a thundered howl in her back. The other wolves instantly become tame, and low down their heads. She puts her eyes on the white wolf, and slowly she transforms into a woman with white hair that covers the private part of her body.

Anna was one of the many the process did not sit well on so she was almost at the point of death. One night after being turned. She noticed that she was becoming hairy and her heart was beating really fast. She hopped out of bed to reach for a glass of water and noticed that her voice was changing. She was slowly becoming a werewolf in her own home and she couldn’t control it.

Emma finally got to the foot of the mountain, where the trees grew thicker and the path less traveled. Making sure she was alone, Emma called on her wolf, feeling the familiar tingling sensation spread from her core to her extremities. Her transformation began to take place with a grace that came from years of practice. She gave herself fully to the change, embracing it rather than fighting it as so many newly turned werewolves did.