How Do You Kill A Werewolf The Impossible Quiz Novels & Stories

" Grant asked. "They can indeed be killed; they are not immune, but the only way to kill them is like the stories of killing vampires. A wooden stake to the heart. Any other organ can heal and be repaired just like a werewolf can heal." Paula explained. "Then they go to the deepest depths of hell," Hela said, coming forward. "And Hubert makes their life a living misery, which they deserve." "So for all intents and purposes, we need to make sure they don't get a hold of you or your scales."

We both laughed but quiet down as we walked into the library, we grabbed the textbooks we needed and found a spot to settle down. “So…what do you want to know? How to avoid Alpha Killian? Too bad there’s nothing in here that could help with that but hey! You could be the first person to write a book about that.” I playfully nudged her side. “And give him a real reason to have me executed.” I pointed out. “I want to know more about werewolves like the teacher spoke about how you people are allergic to silver, how does that work anyway? Is it like the way vampires are afraid of sunlight?”

Persephone pulled out a gun from somewhere, I had no idea, and immediately started firing in my direction. "And Persephone pulls out her soulless gun, a non ending gun filled with thousand bullets. Persephone and her choice of weapon had been known to take down even the fastest of wolves" said the host. My dodging was swift and fast as I ran as fast as my wolf feet could carry me. I was even faster now because my wolf was on the surface, and she was here to stay. I ran in a zigzag manner, so fast that I was almost like a flash, there one moment and then gone the next.

I had shot her in her lower abdomen and she was obviously bleeding and would be dead in a few minutes. "I...wouldn't die." She said as she choked on her own blood. "I'm a motherfucking werewolf!!! You can't kill me with a bullet." I stared at in confusion for a while, then I went to her and searched in her pocket for the truck key.

The implications of his actions weighed heavily on him, intertwining with the tangled web of their shared destinies. Zara's emotions surged as Vincent's words pierced through her. The revelation about her mother's death sent shockwaves through her soul. Her voice wavered with a mix of pain and confusion as she spoke the words that had haunted her thoughts. "I can't believe you didn't tell me... my mom was killed by a werewolf. How did I become a wolf? Did I... kill my own mother?" Her voice trailed off, her eyes welling up with tears, struggling to process the overwhelming truths that unravelled before her.

Apparently he still suspects me, and it seems Balthazar's instincts are quite sharp too. "Caroline, so far your power hasn't stabilized completely-" "I know" I grumbled as I clenched my fists so that my fingernails pressed against the skin of my palms. "I'm not going anywhere." "No, that's not what I meant," he said seriously. "If a werewolf catches you and your Leykan identity you have to kill him." I blinked in shock until my hands went limp again. "What- What do you mean? You're crazy ... What if the werewolves from the Yellowstone Pack caught me?"

Sensing the collapse of his mate's wolf , Silas showed an expression of disbelief. The witch immediately crawled to my side, green light flaring again as she cast a healing spell on me. The others also looked at me with bated breath. The memories of the true killer were finally about to be revealed, and no one want to miss a single moment of the vision.

When we stepped inside again the light caught something floating across the room. Sparkling dust. Silver wolfsbane. It coated everything. Like poisonous glitter. I looked up the ladder. “Terrence. Karissa. Go up. See how much is up there.” They nodded and started climbing. I gestured to Bella. “Outside.” She left immediately. Minutes passed. Finally Terrence’s voice came through the mind link. You want the good news or the horrifying news? Just tell me. The most budget-friendly way to kill a werewolf pack in history.

“You don’t just kill a werewolf boy. You end a force of nature. And that means precision…. And dangerous.” She pointed to three places on the drawing: the spine, the heart, and the neck. “To kill a werewolf, you must strike fast, before they shift. Once they shift, you are prey. The heart must be pierced with silver. The spine must be severed. Or the head taken. No hesitation.” A chill slid down my spine. “Has anyone ever killed an Alpha?”

She kept licking her fingers as she was eating. My mouth began to water as I was staring at the food on my lap. A a while, I finally decided to taste one. "Didn't know it was this delicious." "Told you. The last way a werewolf would kill someone is with poison. They prefer to turn into what they are." I felt a knot in my belly. "How do you know all these things?" She shook her head and pressed her lips into a fine line. "You really don't want to know Izzy."