Female Werewolves Novels & Stories

Pains that make you blind to rationality and pains that make you numb. I know that deep down she wishes she can do something about it. She wishes she can go and fight too. She wants to fight and aid the pack. She wants to be of help. Female warriors are practically unheard of in the werewolf world simply because they are always 'protected' first by their fathers and then their mates. They aren't allowed to fight unless it's really necessary and can't be avoided. They are left behind to look after the pups and cry over their mates in worry or mourn them. If their mates die, then they eventually die too, or in worse case scenarios, the rogues that kill their mate might abduct them and turn the

I told him, looking away from him to the mop bucket beneath me as he practically undressed me with his eyes. Slowly, conversations in the diner picked up again, but a sense of dread rolled through the pit of my stomach as a sudden realization hit me. These shitty pregnancy pheromones were turning me into a discoball oozing of hormones in a place full of chaotic, horny werewolves. Unmated pregnant females are like catnip for male werewolves out there. Our bodies shamelessly keep attracting them by showing how fertile we are, like we still live in a cave and need a fucking protector.

Now this sentence drew the attention of the other two women to her, “We want to know who she is.” “Why have you come to ask, perhaps you already know the answer?” Sierra smiled as she taunted. In her eyes werewolves were the most foolish of all creatures, they knew witches were cunny and could not be trusted, they kept witches away from their pack affairs but still came searching for them in private to fulfill their own lust.

It can last an hour, a few hours, or a whole day. It depends on the condition of each werewolf. Every werewolf also has different expressions at this time. Some people like to sleep, yes some people get angry, some can't control their transformation but most of the sexual desire. For werewolves with strong sexual desires at night "awakening", it has long been called by werewolves with the name "estrus" night. Here it is a golden time for reproduction.

Heat in werewolves is like a phase where the females are fertile. At this phase, the female werewolves release pheromones, which attracts the males. As the werewolves have heightened senses, they can easily smell when a female goes into heat. That's what is happening to Riley. During heat, female wolves' desire to mate increases tenfolds and they release the pheromones as a result.

I didn’t try to get the scene behind my eyes like I usually try to, I let it play again this time, relieving when the kiss happened, sleep welcomed me without me knowing. I saw a wolf, a huge black wolf. I looked around trying to figure out where I was but all I could see was a maze of trees, my heart thundered. The wolf standing a few feet away from me it didn't look like it was a normal wolf, it was more compared to the a wolf. It had black furs and long sharp pointed canine that looked sharp enough to rip iron apart. It stared at me like a predator stalking its prey, waiting for the perfect moment to lunge.

She forced a smile on her face as she concluded. My mood dampened after hearing her reason. It was something that I could relate to because I also go through such discrimination. Being a female werewolf in the werewolf kingdom was like a difficult task especially when you are strong, even stronger than many male werewolves. I had gone through a lot and received a lot of insults and downgrading just because I was a woman.

He howled in pain but we covered his mouth with a cloth. When we knew he was subdued we turned our attention to the woman. What we didn't expect was when she tackled us in her wolf form. Pathetic, we thought and jumped up. She came barraling towards us again, ready to go for the jugular. We side stepped her and as she past us we brought our elbow down on her spine. She whimpered in pain and shifted back into her human form. They both crawled towards each other, tears running down their face. They came up behind me and watched their meal, enjoying the couple's pain. Then they attacked-

“She was not originally, but once she knew what we were, she asked to become one of us and on the night of their mating ceremony, my father’s mother performed the sacred ritual of transformation and she became a werewolf after she and Weruona were joined as mates.” When the Zorraya stepped away from her mate, Erin recognized her as the younger version of Dame La’Toya Black, the matriarch of the Black clan in Fairbanks. “I am pleased to finally meet you, Edvana,” said Zorraya, coming to join Erin and Danshak where they sat on a wooden bench. “I am Zorraya, Weruona’s wife, and I am delighted to welcome you into the Smallchief family.” “Thank you,” said Erin, warmed by the woman’s friendliness.

"How are you?" I summoned a smile for her sake. "I'm fine." She released a relieved breath. "Good. Because Tabitha's planning on kicking your ass on the field." Confused, I asked, "Tabitha? Who's that? And, what field?" "Tabitha's like the strongest female werewolf in the pack, and she's in charge of, like, a division of other strong female warriors too." "Females are allowed to fight here?" She shrugged. "Yeah, Alpha Vaughan's not particular about gender when it comes to war."