Female Werewolves Novels & Stories

I’m holding myself ramrod stiff. I hear her deep sigh as she moves away. I exhale in relief, but I’m also disappointed. As a Werewolf, I have slept with a fair number of females from my pack. When they’re in heat, it’s almost impossible to refuse them, and the truth is, I have never wanted to refuse any of them.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

They say Wildlands wolves but when I ask more questions it always comes back to Alpha Ludo or his father. There are only five female werewolves in the group which makes sense once I start to see the pattern of Alpha Ludo getting rid of any males that may be threatening to him. He only seems to get rid of the females whose outspokenness outweighs their attractiveness. Which means I instantly love each of my new pack sisters. There is Aluna Waterwolf. She's a few years older than me and daughter of the Waterwolf Omega. Anahita was a classmate of hers. There is Seersha Aurorawolf, who had identified the unknown hunters as Wildlands trained.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

I open this one and it is full of female wolves all in different stages of pregnancy. They are all chained to the beds; I growl low as I make my way through the shed from one end to the other. I end up counting 50 females. 5 of them have pure Alpha blood, and another 5 have some Alpha blood. The rest are either just Lycan or werewolves. I growl again as I hear a female whimper coming from a room at the end of the shed.

In the year 692, in the kingdom of Fura where magic was prevalent among humans, was an event that would alter the course of history and change the lands of Fura forever. An astral being called Suriel who was worshipped as the goddess of nature, found three wolf pups who were orphaned after human poachers killed their parents. She took pity on these wolves and vowed to protect them with her life. Suriel used her magic to change the wolf pups into anthropomorphic wolves, soon to become known as werewolves which are the first of their kind. She knew that she could not properly care for these wolves in her current astral state, so she decided to make herself human drastically reducing her magica

She was supposed to be unconscious! The girl's eyes glow a golden hue as she stares at Gee menacingly. She suddenly shifts into her white wolf and starts attacking the other two werewolves, her fangs sinking deep into their flesh. Blood stains the ground as one of the werewolves' limbs' is severed and the other's eyes are clawed. "SHIT!" the other one curses. "What are you standing there for?! Help us sedate the woman!" Gee yells at the vampires. "HOW?"

Colt must have experimented with his architectural designs here before installing the clear glass ceilings in our bedroom. Luca chuckled and kissed the top of my head as he guided me out of the recreational area, “They are faeries, succubi, vampires, and half-bloods, love. None are purebred she-wolves.” That was confusing. Many of the wolves were clearly mated to some of these females. I could tell just by the way they treated them. I could see a few with mates marks, and nothing seemed too dangerous. How could that be?

I ask, my voice barely above a whisper. Dad nods, his face hard, like he’s reliving every bit of anger he must have felt when he first heard it. "Werewolf women are stronger and a shewolf with a strong bloodlines are rare. To them, she’s nothing but a way to create powerful hunters... hybrids that are not wolves yet they possess their strength." I feel sick. This isn’t just cruelty. This is something darker, something twisted beyond belief.