Gay Werewolf Story 소설 & 이야기

The old lady started to talk, "Once upon a time there were a couple. A werewolf and a witch. They love each other a lot. The werewolf and Witch culture didn't accept that. So they ran far away from their civilization. Then they started to live with humans. They never revealed themselves to humans. They married each other. Then they started to live happily. But they didn't know fate would have another plan for them. The man was an Alpha, a dominated Alpha. The woman was a Witch, a high ranked witch.

She didn't know why she was still calm. Gavin took a deep breath and exhaled. "Yes, I am a warewolf." "Warewolves are not real." Gia shouted this time while Gavin rolled his eyes. "But you are a warewolf. What should I do?" "Nothing." Gavin walked towards her who quickly took a step back. "No, no no. It's not true.... Warewolves are not real. Yes, they are not real." Gavin smiled. "You are right. They are not real. Just forget everything."

“Fine. I’ll leave the cooking to the men in the house.” “Thank you,” Jimmy said to his sister. I gave Jimmy the baking instructions, and set the timer for him so all he’d have to do is take the chicken out. Then, I went to my room to shift into a wolf. Werewolves aren’t anything like what you read about online or in classic literature. We stay our selves, just change into a wolf whenever we feel like it. I exited my room, and Jimmy opened the apartment door for me. Gayl University and the town of Gayl are places where werewolves can be as open and free as they wish. It’s relaxing knowing I could shift anytime or anywhere, and nobody would bat an eyelash.

Taking a deep breath, he continued, “I have lived for centuries. Once we had our home in Latan city, then the Great War…” “I don’t want to hear anymore of that” I cut him off desperately standing on my feet. I already heard the story a thousand times and I didn’t want to hear more of it anymore. Drake nodded, his gaze averted for a moment. I sighed. How could judge him when I am not so innocent at myself. I had actually done a ritual with the help of my mother to keep the moon away so I don’t end up married to werewolf I didn’t love.

And the werewolves get to be too much human - jealous, untrusting, and selfish. "So... how's your little girl." Carrie gasps. She is caught off guard when Lucy, a member of the pack who is also a mother, whispers teasingly behind her. "Hansel's fine. But is it not inappropriate for you to call her 'little girl'? She'd already reached the hundred," Carrie shows her annoyance wishing the old b*tch will go away. "Is it? She always looks like a child to me... to us... So Immature, uncontrollable, unwanted, almost like a ro-"

He took a step back, wary as an old stag. “How long have you been a werewolf?” Lauren asked. “It’s been three years for me.” The man tilted his head at the sound of Lauren’s voice, as if he was listening to music. And for a moment his agitation slowed down. “Two months,” ventured Toby, when it became obvious that the other man was too caught up in Lauren’s spell to speak. He understood that feeling. The sudden peace as Brother Wolf settled down was as startling as it was addictive. If he’d never felt it before, he doubted he’d be talking, either. “You stepped between the werewolf and the grad student this fall. Just like you stepped between Lauren and me when you thought I might hurt her.”

I rolled my eyes, knowing who it was by the footsteps I heard. I hummed, before I am shoved back by none other than my seething beta, Colton Hayes. His anger is apparent as his green eyes turned golden. A sign that a werewolf of high royal status is about to shift. “So?” I raised an eyebrow at him. He growls and grabs me by the collar. “Women aren’t your plaything, Darius. I warned you over and over, but you wouldn’t listen!” he snarled but I shrug him off.

It was old and had a picture of a wolf on the cover. "Earlier today when Stephen, Steven, and I went to interrogate Karen about where My fa... I mean. Gary is, she told us that he gave her a book to hide. Karen said she overheard Monica and him talking about needing to convince me to join their side for something because the book was supposed to be passed down to me on my eighteenth birthday," Gwen said and handed me the book. I opened it and began turning the pages. It talked about special werewolves.

he said, his tone every bit mocking. I was so shocked that I didn't even say anything as he started his story, an almost hostile grin on his face. "Once upon a time, there was a witch, who fell in love with a werewolf. And what do you know, the werewolf fell right in love with her, too. Obviously, this interspecies union was met with a lot of hatred on both sides, but eventually, people came to accept it, though a lot were still sceptical, barely suppressing their hatred. The union went on for a few years. But then, the witch got pregnant. Of course, they hid it well from the world, but the news spread like wildfire when they had twins. No one wanted them to live, no one except the pack the

She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "Um. Well, it was a gift and he wanted you to always have a piece of him" she lied. "Okay, I heard a story. A werewolf married a human, Terra. He was known as Supreme Genzzi. Now I want to believe those names don't have anything to do with my parents?" I asked again. How can she lie to me now that she obviously knows everything? "What kind of a movie is that?" She smiled. "This house belongs to my father! Why are you lying to me!?" I shouted. I was done with her lies. She is still lying to my face.