Gideon Werewolf Book Novels & Stories

“Explain.” He takes a deep breath. Looking over at Axel, who nods, he turns to Gideon and begins to tell the story of the last 24 hours. “Axel and I helped the girls move into my house yesterday and during the process, Slone here learned that Axel is a werewolf in the worst possible way.” He gives Axel a really hard stare. “She saw me mid transformation,” he confesses. “Neither wolf nor man, attacking Evander.” “You’re the Alpha.” Gideon doesn’t question, just states it simply as he puts a hand down to touch Slone. “Why didn’t you just tell Slone the truth? She knows about wolves, she wouldn’t have judged you?”

I was overwhelmed with my thoughts when Fidel dropped on the couch beside me. “Look at this, Ruby,” he showed a book to me. “What is it?” I asked, looking at him. “It’s the story of werewolves. I have been to the bookstore lately and I found this baby there. It’s interesting,” he said. I took the book from him. The cover contained a picture of a human and a wolf. Could it be what I’m experiencing? I turned over the book to read the blurb. It’s about the theory guiding the transformation of werewolves.

“What can I do to help her? Other than claiming her, I mean.” Toby sighs while taking a seat in front of me. “I don’t have a clue right now, Luther. I’m worried that Jenna’s wolf is dying.” “What? How the hell can that be happening?” Toby shrugs. “The wolf feels rejected, Luther. When a wolf feels that way, it’s as bad as hearing the words. Jenna knew you were her mate long before you did, but when you found out, you acted as though she didn’t exist.”

All destruction he did on his twenty-second birthday had costs a million. He was glad that only him, his dad and Reagan was there. He was so embarrassed. He didn’t know that he transformed into the Ultima wolf that time since it was also full moon. But that was the reason why he was living on a condominium right now. His mom wrote her a letter and had his condominium as a gift. Now, in front of the waiter and the menu of drinks, he just ordered a juice and told them that he’s allergic to alcohol.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

"I didn't shift and my boyfriend is mated to my best friend. I don't know what to feel." "Sierra, you know that some of us had the incident of not shifting the moment we turned 18," my father said. I shook my head. "It was just written in the books. I haven't met one." I thought Shifting was only written in the books. I thought it was only fiction. In my 18 years of existence in this world, I never met any wolf who didn't shift at the right age. So, I don't know what to believe. I can't explain my feelings right now.

"What do you mean, Gideon? What's happening to my daughter?" Gideon took a deep breath before continuing. "The words she spoke... they're part of an ancient prophecy. One I've only read about in the oldest of wolf texts. But that book isn’t kept on our pack lands its kept in the great wolf library that was said to be lost." Luka's head snapped up, his eyes locking with the healer's. “Which one their are many legends to do with the Moon Rose," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. Gideon's eyes widened slightly at Luka's words. "You know of the legends, young Alpha?"

Despite my frailty, the former alpha female's aura still commanded respect. "Luna, may the moon bless your union," she said, her voice trembling but joyful. Dominic knelt before my grandmother, a gesture of profound respect rarely shown by alphas outside their own bloodline. He listened attentively as she shared traditional pack wisdom and blessings, showing no impatience despite the ceremony's interruption. The gathered pack members, sensing the shift in power dynamics, began offering congratulations. "The alpha and his mate are truly moon-blessed!" "Who claimed the she-wolf had no mate? Her alpha merely arrived with the hunter's moon rising!"

He ran to my side, his hand finding mine. “Whatever happens,” he said, his eyes fierce. “We stay together.” The light from the altar grew until it filled the entire room, blinding us. I felt a pull in my soul, like something was being ripped out of me and replaced with something ancient. The Werewolf Queen was no longer a legend. She was here. And she was angry.

Lola her blood went cold when she thought about helpless babies being burnt alive. Tristan gritted his teeth and spoke to the flames, “Since then we have been entrapped by the Grey Oak clan to follow their ruthless regime. Founded by Noah his grandfather, passed to his father, and 6 years ago to Noah. Poisoning all wolves with cruelty and a hunger for power. But we keep remembering the Fire Wolves because we know this is not the path the moon goddess intended for werewolves. I can feel in my bones that one day they will return. We just have to be worthy of them again.”