Half Human Half Werewolf Novels & Stories

He looked away and mumbled under his breath, "Well, I am cursed. By Her." Her? Who's 'Her'? Rum/The wolf jerked back with a fierce look. "It's pointless to keep pretending anyway." PHWOOP! Rum was standing right in front of me again, as striking and handsome as he's always been. He plonked onto the couch next to mine, elbows propping on his knees, his hands clasped together. "I'm half human… half wolf." I gulped anxiously. "A-A werewolf?" He nodded.

He did look like he had rejuvenated and I furrowed my brow as I asked him what he meant. “Well, I can only collect life energy from a human,” he said firmly, and I gave him a frown. “But I'm not human so what gives?” Shrugging, he said, “Maybe you're a halfling with a wolf.” “And that means?” Gathering me into his arms he smiled and said, “That you are half fae and half human who was bitten by a werewolf.” Frowning, I said, “Then my birth certificate would be wrong.”

"He is different. He’s hurting. He’s not some monster, Julian. He’s a person. He’s a boy who just wants to be treated like a normal human being." "Well, I’ve known that boy since he was a baby. I’ve seen what he can do. Honey, he’s not a normal human being. He’s a werewolf, a very strong and dangerous one." "Just because he isn’t exactly like you and I doesn’t make him a bad person! I’m also not like everyone else here. I’m half-human, remember? If everyone decided to avoid me because of that, how would you feel?” He shook his head. “It’s not the same.”

“Werewolves are carnivores, aren’t they? But I saw you guys eating vegetables at ease. I read a book and it says werewolves aren’t allowed to eat chocolate. I think that makes sense because dogs cannot eat chocolate.” “Are you comparing us to dogs?” he said, narrowing his red eyes. “N-No!” I explained. “That is not what I mean.” “Don’t believe everything you see in books. Just watch me and you can learn the details. Werewolves are half human and half beast. Which means, we can do both. What humans can do, and what beasts can do.” “Ahhh, I see.” ‘That’s why I can eat vegetables too. But I prefer meat.’

The sight of it froze me. The person was half shifted. I had seen partial shifts before, usually in young wolves who lost control, but this was different. This was not a shift that had happened by choice. Half the face was wolf, jaw extended, pure black fur climbing up one side of the neck and stopping abruptly where the skin started again. The human half was swollen. Cut open above the brow. The mouth was slightly open. I looked away. I could not help it. Whatever had happened to that person had been done by many hands over a long time.

he asked “It was beautifully amazing, I loved the structures and everything, though the werewolves all gazed upon the humans as prey” “Yes, they either devour or if they truly like you change you, they change you into their kind, by biting you on your neck and let nature take place, but that hasn’t happened in a while because no one wants to struggle with a new werewolf because it is hard to tame the wolf down. But that aside, let me tell you our story” he said, as his face changed from a joyous one to a sad face

"What? I don't eat a human body. Your thoughts are so…argh! Just come with me, lady." "Where?" "Dystopian." He turned his back to me and strode away. "If you want to figure things out, come with me now before the moon shines. You're dead as meat when you face one of those beasts. The last time I checked they have fed themselves with a human body." Don't tell me…I gulped. "W-wait!" "Please walk faster, idiot." I rolled my eyes. What a life! "So you're half human, half werewolf, am I right?" he raised a question after a moment of silence.

"The population of werewolves are decreasing daily, so they allowed interactions with humans to make mating easier" "Oh I understand now aunt" my aunt had told me when I was little that it took a long while for a werewolf to find it's mate and most even died mateless. "But if a werewolf mates with a human, wouldn't they give birth to a half werewolf" I asked curiously. "Yes Dominique, the mating between a human and a werewolf produces a half werewolf which for instance, you now are a half werewolf because your mother was a human and your father a werewolf".

he asked without preamble replying to my grumbling. "Nothing serious." I replied, "I just found a -" I hesitated for a moment, but Val is my Beta so I have to be honest with him. "A halfling, he crashed at the border of Black Valley." Halfling is our name for a mixture of humans and werewolves. Unless it is meant to be mate, it is very rare for our kind to marry humans, some because they think human blood will fade our purity, some think humans are weak and unfit to be mate.

And many people appreciated it; it was enough to have a powerful witch destroy an army of a thousand men. "How do I know you are telling the truth?" the vampire questioned. "I wouldn't gain anything by lying." Lie number two. These are not my business. "We're looking for someone," the vampire explained, staring straight at the Alpha, ignoring me. "We are looking for a wolf." "I'm afraid you'll have to be more specific," the Alpha shook his head. "Half wolf, half-witch." Most of those present exclaimed in surprise. Yes, being a half-breed was frowned upon.