Hot Werewolf Guy Novelas e Histórias

Anders explained, "There's a man and a woman at the gate and the man has been hit. I need to find out if they are our enemies or just innocent people. I'll be right back." When Anders' reached the gate, he saw a young girl and a slightly older man. The girl began to cry and pleaded for help, saying, "Please help my mate, don't let him die, I'm begging you." Anders folded his arms, "Who are you and why did the both of you try to trespass into my territory?" The man who was shot closer to his heart was lying weakly on the ground with his eyes half closed. The woman placed his head on her legs and cried as she explained, "I'm Lucia; a werewolf and this is my mate, Parker. He is a lycan.

Amy casually turns around as if this guy isn’t three times her size. “My empty drink. Feel free to bring me a fresh one, General Electric,” she rolls her eyes at him as she turns back to us. “What the fuck is General Electric?” he seethes from behind her, scowling. All of us are visibly uncomfortable, except Amy. I can smell that he is a werewolf, so he must be able to tell that we are as well. He kind of smells like a rogue, but not entirely. I don’t like this. Daya reaches to pull Amy away from this giant man, but Amy pulls away and turns back to this beast.

And just like that, he vanished into the trees, swallowed by darkness as if he was made of it. I stared at the empty space he left behind, my heart pounding so hard it hurt. My grandfather grabbed my arms. “Emily,” he said urgently, “listen to me carefully.” I turned to him slowly, still shaken. “That man,” he whispered, “is someone you must never cross paths with.” “Why?” I whispered. “Because he’s the most dangerous werewolf alive.” I swallowed hard. “Who…who is he?” Matteo’s voice trembled. “He’s the Werewolf

He kissed my face again, while I myself did not want to lose to him. My hands traced his broad chest that felt hot under his shirt. Sam once said that a werewolf's body temperature was several degrees hotter than a human's.Hisbody feels like a portable heater, I thought and giggled at my own weird thought. Sam stopped the kiss and looked at me with a curious smile, his golden green eyes like gemstones. "Was my kiss that cute?" he asked hoarsely.

He said with a sardonic wink. I bit him, hard. He grunted and let go. I kicked his shin and turned to run again, but he caught me easily. One arm around my waist, locking my arms down into place, the other banded across my chest like a vice to hold me firm. I was crushed back against him now, I could feel his raging heat. He was burning up with something I recognized. Werewolf lust. His pheromones hit me then and I sucked in a breath sharply.

In this world of werewolves, no one knew I was human, except Ryan. I never thought of myself as particularly clever. In the werewolf world, survival meant staying out of trouble and keeping a low profile. I never pushed my luck or tried to force human logic onto werewolf politics, customs, culture, or anything else. So, for all these years, I played my part as the gentle, well-mannered daughter of the Bloodmoon pack's Beta while quietly searching for a way back to the human world. But five years had passed, and I was still stuck here. Even after turning 18, when I awakened my wolf and the Moon Goddess assigned me a fated mate, nothing changed.

Even the council elders had never seen anything like this; their stunned expressions matched mine and Father’s. Stepmother’s jaw was also hanging wide. More werewolves gathered around us, and the murmurs spread like wildfire. “Who is this guy? I’ve never heard of an Omega like him in the Alliance.” “I heard he migrated from the Southern Wastelands.” “The Wastelands? That barren dump?” “Who cares? Miss Elara sure lucked out. Even some Golden Lycans can’t afford a display like this.”

" My body shakes as I just want to get out of this room and run to my mate who would always protect me, no matter the costs. All of a sudden, the guy grabs my side and throws me to his side, which makes my head bang against the wall with a loud smack. Everything is dizzy for a second before the guy comes back over to me and crawls on top of me. I can tell he's using all of his werewolf strength by the way my head cracks and starts to bleed lightly. He lifts his fist and I yelp as he hits me in the lip with it. I feel my lip immediately start to throb with so much pain surrounding it that tears come to my eyes.

Mason was at fault here, he shouldn't make me feel so guilty. "Hey." The handsome guy greeted. "Hi, I'm sorry about earlier." I apologized to him. "Ah, no problem. Is he your boyfriend or?" He asked. What the fxck? Was this guy also a werewolf? "Hey!" I called Krystal through the mind link. "This guy, is he a werewolf or?..." I asked getting tensed up.

Riley said as we settled on the sofas in her well designed office. "It's fine." I said and the guy from earlier dropped a cup of coffee in front of me. "Thank you." I smiled and he nodded, smiling broadly with sparkling eyes. I blinked, staring at him strangely. "He is a werewolf too." Riley spoke up and the guy nodded, that sparkle still in his eyes. He suddenly gasped. "Ah! I can't believe Alpha Jared got a beautiful lady as his mate!" "I'm not his – " "You are so gorgeous!" He exclaimed before I could finish my words.