Female Werewolves Novels & Stories

“The town doctors and chemists are werewolves. There’s a list of girls that they make available who are on the pill or have an implant of some type… We're meant to ask, to be sure she's taking it, before we bare-back.” “How predatory,” Aislen wrinkled her nose in disapproval. “They give you a list of victims. F-k these ones, it’s safer.” “For f-k sake, Aislen,” Rhett scowled. “You don’t understand. Werewolves have a high sex drive. Alphas more than others. Once we reach mating age, we go a bit… nuts with it. The system helps keep mistakes to a minimal.” “But they happen.”

he had begun to rush, the words stumbling out in haste, trying to beat her response, to finish his explanation before she interrupted again. “Instinct and biology mean that female werewolves are selective as to whom they f-k, and combined with certain cultural expectations, they do not have penetrative sex until they find their mates, as a result. This combination, at the origin of our species, meant that the best genetics were passed on, and that the pack population was managed so resources did not threaten our survival,” he looked forward, out the windscreen. He, like all werewolves, had learned all these details about their species, their people, at pack ev

"I'm sorry to break your heart, but we will have to stop here because I don't have a condom with me." "Oh, don't worry, female werewolves get pregnant only they have sex during in their heat.", I said, and my eyes widened when my mind replayed my own voice again in my mind. "Holy shit!" I screamed, pushing Liv away and sitting on the bed. "What happened?" "Tell me that you have used a condom that night?" I asked in tension

And slightly in disbelief with how tired I had become, to start hearing my own wolf’s voice at this very moment, when I could not connect with her prior. I took in a breath, calming myself down a little more, and entered the building, where inside were many other werewolves. Many were chatting about with each other, others were more isolated from the rest. One peculiar thing I noticed about the large variety was that they were all females. ‘I know Pularis said he had multiple Betas taking on different jobs based on what they specialized in. But were there really such strict requirements or necessities for those other Beta positions? Or are these people just being helped?’ I had to wonder, al

He is deep in thought. “I needed time alone. I won't lie. I liked the attention. It was fun. Maybe the girls were a bit annoying,” he scrunches his nose. “You mean those girls who wanted more than just a hookup? Many would have done anything to become Luna or Beta mate.” I’m not magnifying it. Women like power just as much as men. But in a werewolf pack, they have limited options. Even more limited than in human society. “Yes, some girls were relentless. And some still are.”

The type to make Dracula think of her as a love interest. But you see, Werewolves lived in their designated packs while, Witches and Vampires are both in covens. The wolf pack lands were huge and they were subdivided into three which comprised of Red Moon Crescent pack, The Wolverine Pack, and The Fire Dart Pack. She hoped her parents made it in time for her eighteenth birthday. She suspected something had gone wrong. That perception was churning at her stomach, her guts told her it wasn't anything pleasant. She needed something better to do than to sulk, so she jumped out of bed with her phone, still wearing her flip-flops and checkered pajamas. Her pale skin complimenting the milky shade o

she muttered against my chest. "It doesn't matter; werewolves are sexual creatures with a high sexual drive. Now that you've shifted, you'll find yourself horny multiple times a day, and I will be here to pleasure you." As I explained, she covered her face with her hands briefly, making me laugh yet again.

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.

“And I doubt their males are anything like ours.” Aria’s heart stumbled at the words. What was that supposed to mean? “And don’t forget,” Kayla went on, “she smells fertile every month. That must drive him mad.” Aria froze. Female werewolves only went into heat once a year. Her pulse quickened, her stomach twisted. “Oh, I’d forgotten that,” Brenna said with sudden interest. “Well then—poor man, perhaps. But still… a lucky bastard. That means more children for him.”

Yet, they had run as if their lives depended on it. If Riley had already undergone her transformation and become a full-fledged werewolf, she would have understood the reason immediately. The room was saturated with the overwhelming pheromones of a dominant Alpha—a force so potent that it could bend lesser wolves to submission. For a female werewolf, such pheromones could act as a sophisticated aphrodisiac, making her desperate for the Alpha's touch. For a male werewolf, these pheremones mean submission, total obedience. But for an Alpha with hostile intentions, it can be a nightmare, forcing them to run away from it.