How Did Jacob Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

That’s what had nagged Jacob at the back of his mind. He was barely twelve, or was it eleven, so there had been no way for his wolf to have metamorphosed. His wolf at that time should have been a mere gene in his body, not a full-blown wolf that had been strong enough to wade off the full effect of an attack by the undead. It shouldn’t have been possible, but thank the gods that it had been. He would have been as vile as ever, or he would have been dead.

he said sadly. “But how is she in danger, I mean just because of her eyes?” Asked Tyler. “No because of her type,” Jacob said in a whisper. “What is Canis Lupus?” Asked Tyler. “I think I should take you to the library, I don’t know everything about the legend but all I know is her wolf is not our kind, it is different from any other wolf, even though she is stronger than us, who are the direct descendants of the moon goddess,” he said. “I remember it now, a long time ago I used my Alpha command on her, remember Jacob? And it did not work on her, I thought it was because she could not shift” he said exhausted.

“Jacob do you remember what you asked me why I smelled differently? The reason why I smell definitely is because I am not completely wolf and human. I am the daughter of a witch and an Alpha werewolf.” Taking a deep breath I sprinted to the side of the room where Jacob was and slammed my body into him. With the force of my power and the lost of balance Jacob fell into the window of the room. I had used my powers and my speed as a wolf to knock him into the window. Jacob had fall out of the third story window. Using my wolf abilities I heard a thud and crack. I was hooping that he did not recover from that. I was pleading that he was dead.

Jacob felt irritated with him and said, “fine what happened after that?” “After that, she told me to stop the car saying she was suffocating. So I stopped the car and went to bring her a bottle of water but when I returned she was not there. She was gone.” “What? What do mean gone?” yelled Jacob standing on his feet. There was total silence for a while until Jacob heard, “shit.” “Jack what is it?” asked Jacob. “I… I am seeing her figure far at the distance moving towards Black Woods,” when Jacob heard Jack he dropped his phone on the ground and ran at lightning speed transforming into a giant wolf.

Jacob descended the stairs, followed by Cain. Karina rushed to the bars. “Jacob, please! What are you doing? I trusted you!” Cain simply laughed at her plight but Jacob said nothing. “We trusted you,” Arda shouted. “We were flatmates. We were friends.” “Friends?” Jacob scoffed at Arda’s accusation. “Let’s talk about trust, Karina. Let’s talk about what you really are.” Karina frowned, confused. “What are you talking about?” “You’re a hybrid,” Jacob spat. “A werewolf vampire.”

They were still eating when Jake spoke. "You know you should stop behaving like a kid right?" Jake spoke up. He hoped that his words would infuriate the man enough for him to speak up. He had tried to get him to talk so many times but everything he tried went down the drain and so he resorted to making the man angry so he would talk. Jake watched as the man stopped eating and turned to glare at him, hopefully, he would talk. "You know you should have told me that that man is a Lycan and not a werewolf right?" Hitler asked back.

" Alex made a sullen face to me. "But you're not a high school kid anymore, Alex." I laughed with Jake. Alex stretched out his hand to tug at my hair. I made an annoyed face at him then my eyes glanced at Jake, he was busy typing something on his cell phone. His black hair is cut short, Jake has light brown eyes. And of course like other werewolf races, he is handsome. "Jake?" . "Yeah?" he looked up at me. "So ... you're a werewolf too?" I asked in a tone of voice that I forced relaxed. Alex just glanced at my question.

He was no longer merely a man consumed by anger but a werewolf driven by an animalistic fury. Gideon's reaction was instantaneous, a mix of determination and recognition. He knew that he had no choice but to match Yorgan's transformation. His body began to shift as well, a process that was both painful and exhilarating. His eyes glowed a vibrant gold, his muscles rippled and expanded, his bones realigned, and his skin was replaced by thick, dark fur. His face elongated into a powerful muzzle filled with deadly teeth. He too had become a werewolf, the Alpha, a majestic and fearsome being, a symbol of power and dominance.

Maybe it really is. A pure blacked fur wolf ran towards her. He howled in pain as he nudged the wounded, almost dead silver-white wolf. “It’s us..” I whispered as I grasped at my chest. I felt a stabbing pain, and my hands clenched because of it. Jacob transformed back and hugged me tightly in my wolf form. He shook his head. “I wouldn’t let that happen to you, baby. Calm down. Deep breaths.” I was following how he breathed, and we heard someone who was trying to wake us up. All three of us.

He ran his hands through his hair in exasperation and sat down on his spacious bed. He had to think of what he was going to tell Kayla tomorrow. Of course he couldn't tell her that he was a werewolf and that his jealous stepbrother wanted her dead. He had to give her a reason for why Derrick had placed that phone in her purse and why he had spoke to her in such a threatening manner.