How Did Jacob Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

Looking up and down, she spoke; "What a surprise! When did you get back?" Two years back, James had moved into the town. Gina, during her key escapades had found him stealing. After that, she'd researched about him and found out he had just been released from jail for robbery. She had confronted him, accusing him of trying to ruin the peace in her town. He'd talked about his helplessness but she'd gone ahead and exposed him as a criminal, something he wanted to leave behind. It was supposed to be his way out. She decided not to expose the theft if he promised not to do it again. He never stole again but he was unable to have the fresh start he wanted. He later decided to leave town but not b

“I don’t know. Ever since our first shift I had. I thought all werewolves heal fast it was natural for us, right part of our abilities?” “Well, yes. But not that fast. Like I said that should have taken a day.” Jacob stood there a few minutes deep in thought. “Dad, after you and mom gave us the news that we were your real children and told us what we were, do you remember me locking myself in my room?” He asked me. “Yes.” I spoke. “Well while I was angry, I broke a lamp and it cut my hand pretty well. I noticed it healed kind of fast. So, I experimented on myself. I went as far as gauging my leg with shards of the broken ceramic and even went as far as breaking my hand.”

“I don’t know. I don’t have any proof regarding that but golden wolves are too rare to be found. Our ancestors used to say that those wolves were magical.” “Magical?” “Yes! Do you know the story of Rapunzel?”, She asked, to which I quickly nodded my head. “Well, Rapunzel's mother was not the only one who had drank the medicine made up of those magical flowers. At the same time, one of the Luna in that period was terribly sick and she had drunk the same medicine during her pregnancy and then the pup born from her had the first golden wolf. And that wolf had the power to heal others.”

But he said… I spin around and poke a finger into Jacob’s chest. “You said that you marking me would not turn me into a werewolf. What the fuck was that then?” My voice rose with every word I said. I could feel the panic starting to take over. I wasn’t going to be mad if I became a werewolf. That is not why I’m panicking. It’s because he lied to me. They all lied to me. I thought I could trust these people. I’ve been with them for over a year, and not one of them thought to tell me the truth that Jacob marking me could change me. And if that is what is happening, why did it take so long? Does that mean that there is something else wrong with me too?

Jacob laughed, but turned it into a cough when he met Tristan's serious eyes, " Sorry. I just--Wouldn't that mean that we're werewolves, too? Or is it the virus type where you turn when you get bitten? How exactly does that work?" Tristan sighed. His cousins must be losing it. Usually, it was Gavin who joked around and Jacob who questioned things. Tristan figured he should at least give brief explanation before their brains exploded, "It's inherited and you go through a ritual if you're a human that wants to be transformed into a wolf." he said. "You get bitten in that ritual. So he's technically right." Julio said. Like Brendon, he seemed to be determined to freak out Tristan's cousins, too

Jacob pulled the blanket against him and began looking for his clothes. Pulling them into his arms, Jacob abandoned the blanket and ran into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him and locking it. Jacob looked in the mirror and saw the angry red mark on his neck. His hand slapped over his mouth as he began crying. "No no no no no! I didn't want this! I don't want to be a werewolf! I don't want to be an Omega! This can't be happening! Oh God!" Jacob panicked as he cried, wondering if he scratched the mark away, if that would undo it.

I felt like my whole world had been ripped away from me in that moment. Jacob became furious and suddenly he started to change. His body started to grow and contort, and his skin became dark black. His eyes were glowing red and he had fangs. He had become a big black and scary werewolf. I was beyond terrified. I had never seen anything like this before. I wanted to run away, but I couldn't bring myself to move. Jacob was growling and snarling, ready to attack Alpha Damien. I was so scared that I could barely breathe.

His eyes found his father's smirking face. As Jake was looking at him, he turned to the soldiers and commanded to them, "He is enemy I command you to kill him!" "What the hell, dad! I am your son!" Panic like he'd never known before slid down Jake's spine. He was stupefied by the sorcery he saw two seconds ago, causing his body to freeze. That command from his father made him go blank. Jake stepped backwards as the ash soldiers advanced toward him. He let his wolf take charge. The shade of his eyes changed to bright yellow and he turned into a werewolf.

Jacob stood up and walked towards a tree while removing his shirt and jeans, which tear when he shifts. Now he is standing in front of me with only his boxes. He came back and stood in front of me in full glory—he is incredibly tall, and damn, his broad shoulders are impossible. He stepped back while bending down in his four. I don't know what he did, but suddenly his bones started to crack, and his hands and toes started to turn into paws. Oh my goodness—my heart skipped a beat with his actions. His face changed into a wolf's, and his ears elongated, whereas his nose turned into a snout.

“But things have changed. Gabriel is more dangerous than you realize, and you’re going to need all the help you can get.” I leaned forward, eager for more information. “What do you know about his plans? How can we stop him?” Jacob hesitated, then sighed. “There’s something you need to know about me first. My connection to the werewolves isn’t just historical. I have a deeper bond with them—one that ties me directly to their fate.”