How Did Jacob Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

Jacob murmured, stretching out his hands to her “Jacob.” Chanda quavered. “Jacob, I’m so sorry.” “LET HER GO.” Jacob yelled, his eyes turning red as he transformed into his wolf. He leaped up to go to Chanda, but the five wolves jumped on him in the air before he could get to her. “No!” Chanda screamed as she watched them maul him. “Please don’t. Leave him alone! Jacob!” Her pleas fell on deaf ears as they continued their malicious attack. After a while, they finally threw his limb body against a rock.

My whole body was soaked in sweat, and my back was in a very uncomfortable position as a result of the drowning sweat that had soaked the bed, causing my back to itch. I growled softly. "Maybe this would prove it to you," Jacob said sinisterly, holding up his clawed fingers. He placed a finger on my flank, and let the claw sink in, he drew it across, and I bled. Immediately, my wolf took over, and for a moment, I was partly blinded by the bright blue lights that emanated from my eyes as I let out a loud growl. My left arm broke free, and I grabbed Jacob's wrist tightly.

"I think he's a new user. My tongue feels something strange on his body, and the reason I approach him is that he smells quite strong. I want to ask him where he gets the pills or something, but he just acts like a jerk and says my face and smell are like dog spit." "What is going on in here?! Is someone causing a commotion?" a booming voice suddenly fills the canteen. I'm shocked to see it's the principal, and the bully boy is beside her, and seeing Nicholas's coded gesture, I immediately take Jacob away. 'But how does Jacob know the human taste… Has he ever eaten one?' I think, feeling a bit creeped out by Jacob. How did he become a werewolf? Was he born with that ability? We hide for a mo

" His face turns slightly red, sadness washing over him like a flood. The air is even colder than when Ray and Xavier stood across from each other, chilling me to the bone. "So what? I ask. "I used a drop of my blood," he says slowly, "and tried to turn you into a werewolf." Fate crashes down on me, anger rippling through the thick atmosphere. "WHAT?!" I almost screamed, "I don't want to be a werewolf!" It's strange to think this, especially at my young age, but I want children. Becoming a werewolf would make me unable to have one of my own. "Why?" Jake asks, "There's not much difference." He shrugs, lying belly down in the dirt, staring up at the mottled sky.

We quickly thank him, and luckily, he leaves without another word. The house lacks any decorations or curtains. The haphazardly arranged furniture looks barely standing. Our bags land on the couch in the living room that has grown old and dusty over the years. Jason stares at me for a moment before pulling me to him, burying his face in the crook of my neck, and starts talking in a hushed voice. “I’m 100 percent sure these were homes of werewolves. And Brock…” he takes a deep breath before keeping an even lower voice. “I think Brock is a hunter,” he finishes, and my body goes rigid with a breath struck in my lungs.

Whatever caused Jack to change, it made him a bad werewolf. I wondered if it was the sudden death of his beloved wife that caused him to get a great shock and go the wrong way? But his wife was harmed by those who always opposed the laws of wolf society. He should hate them, not follow them and become part of them and try to harm his best friend. That was a huge mistake.

"Yes, it's considered one of the most significant events in a werewolf's life. It's said to bring balance, love, and strength to our packs." "So that means you will find yours one day too, won't you?" Jacob says. He almost sounds sad. I meet Jacob's gaze, noting the hint of sadness in his eyes. "I...I don't know," I admit, feeling unsure all of a sudden. "I mean, I guess so. I don't feel the call of the Moon Goddess or any of that yet. But I don't think my parents would approve of me being with someone who's not a pureblood werewolf."

Jade said in between their kissing and immediately, Jake drew himself back. "Turn you?" Jake asked confused. "Yes babe. Won't it be nice?" Jade asked smiling. "Are you fucking crazy, do you know what it means to be a fucking werewolf?!" Jake asked angrily. "Don't you dare raise your voice on me Jake. You didn't ask for it so of course you think it's a pain in the ass. But I'm asking for it Jake. I want to be a werewolf" Jade declared but Jake wasn't having it.

Mayas POV I was looking forward with mine and Jacob's training. He was a strong wolf and knowing that Mirabella, his mom was a witch as well made him a hybrid too. I wonder if he knew about that, but I guess not. If he does, he should have trained himself with a lot of witch's power or even spells.

None of those women really were interested in him but his pretty boy face, as Freddie put it, or his bad ass reputation. Every werewolf knew the name James Lacrosse. They knew that you didn’t want to mess with him or you’d end up in the intensive care unit of the local hospital…if you were lucky. Thanks to experiments done to him when he was thirteen by the ex beta/pack doctor Xavier Thompson, James shifted into a monstrous wolf that looked like something right out of a Hollywood horror movie.