Harry Potter Wolfsbane Novels & Stories

she looks around the room and settles on my face and blinks a few times “Yes, you are a wolf and yes your dad was an Alpha and is residing in our dungeons” “Would he really kill me?” “I do not know for sure, but it seemed likely yes” she throws her head back into the pillow and groans, either from pain or the idea that her father was going to kill her. Either way, I really did not want her to suffer anymore. “You said something about wolfsbane, what is that?” “It is a poison for wolves, in high amounts it can be lethal and in smaller amounts it will keep your wolf at bay”

Other than the fact that they took care of the exclusive Werewolf Academy, they were also keepers of history, making him the best person to make inquiries on the situation of my mate. "I have a question for you," I said with a blank look on my face. "I'm all ears." "Have you ever heard of a low-ranking wolf who survived wolfsbane?" I stared at the Headmaster, whose brows narrowed in thought. "I like to believe that it is impossible, Your Highness," he said, confirming my thoughts. "Wolfsbane is capable of killing even the strongest of wolves," he went further. "It remains one of the greatest weapons you can use to kill a wolf."

I said to him. “Let me live? You’re not walking out of this room,” he said to me as he gripped my hair and pulled my head up as he hit me again. I wasn’t healing as fast as I should have and I felt confused. “What did you give me?” I asked him. “Wolfsbane, it slows the healing and eventually it will kill you,” he said to me. Wolfsbane. Now that was a problem I hadn’t foreseen. “Then get it over with, because I’ll never tell you anything,” I said to him. He laughed again as he looked at me.

All he did was scroll through old photos of me on his phone, one after another. Vivian couldn't stand it. Her temper grew worse by the day. Then, that afternoon, Alex returned to the motel after running errands. The moment he pushed the door open, a sharp, bitter smell hit him. Vivian sat slumped against the headboard. A dark, purplish liquid was dripping from the corner of her mouth. An empty glass vial lay overturned beside her hand. Wolfsbane. The deadliest poison to any werewolf. Even the strongest healing abilities couldn't resist it.

Havermouth, Present Time “Wolfsbane is…” Heath fought back his laughter shaking his head. “Aislen… Honey,” he succumbed and covered his face with his hands as it exploded from him. “I’m sorry. But if wolfsbane was an issue for werewolves, then we’d all be dead. It grows wild in the mountains that we run through regularly.” “Well, duh,” she replied, irritated. “But someone is trying to hex me, Heath, so when my werewolf boyfriend buys me flowers and I’m handed wolfsbane, I have to wonder if it’s a coincidence or something else.”

I ordered him dominantly and he quickly opened them, I was very nervous, and started biting my nails, “What?” “Why aren’t you telling me what to do?” I spoke since what I read seemed unbelievable. And if he knows what wolfsbane is then he certainly is aware about it’s cure. He didn’t respond. “Do you want to die… it’s saying burn it. how the fuck am I supposed to burn you…” I roared in anger; I’ve never done anything like this before.

added Amelie. "Wolfsbane is made from a plant, a rare plant that grows from the blood of a sacred werewolf sacrificed thousands of years ago to stop a war between the packs. It appears in the ground where he breathed his last and grows only when there is a perfect full moon in the sky." "A rare plant that grows from the blood of a werewolf, and this plant can be poisonous. It even weakened them earlier... if so, why didn't you use this thing to defeat them from the beginning?"

Once he arrived where I knelt, he crouched down so that he could look me in the eye. “Wolfsbane,” he said. “It works like magic. Even the strongest werewolves can't resist wolfsbane, and neither can you. You can’t resist it. You know, I do enjoy you bragging about everything you are. Well, look at you now—how hilarious.” As he spoke, he beat his lap with his palm, laughing in my face, and I couldn’t do anything about it.

Kral looked up with difficulty and said to Alen calmly, "That woman put some wolfsbane in her fingers. There are doctors in the palace. Don't make a fuss." Wolfsbane was an herb that specifically targeted the werewolf system. As long as the werewolf drank it or got it in his wound, the toxin would immediately attack his body. The werewolf would develop a high fever and become weak, and his blood would turn dark purple. If not treated properly, they may even die. "But..." Alen wanted to say something, but Kral's piercing eyes warned him, and he shut his mouth. I watched the hair on his forehead get wet with sweat. His cold face was gaunt with weakness, and his body seemed to stand with diffic

I wondered what she was up to. Chloe returned with a small, intricately designed box. She opened it and held out a tiny bag. With a solemn expression, Chloe held out the bag, and my eyes widened as I recognized the contents. "Wolfsbane," she whispered, her voice laden with weight. "This herb has the power to kill a werewolf instantly." I recoiled slightly, my mind racing to comprehend what Chloe was suggesting. Eliminate Veronica? Put this deadly substance in her food? It was an unimaginable proposition, and it went against everything I believed in.