Novel & Cerita How Do You Turn Into A Werewolf In Skyrim

The strong wind suddenly stopped blowing, the thunder stopped too. "The golden sword? It's a sword inherited from pure werewolf blood. I'll try to trick it." Katty said, then knelt to the ground then looked down. Her palms rest on her hands. She raised her face, opened her mouth and let out a sound like the howl of a wolf. A few moments later, her body slowly changed from head to toe. Katty Emerlinda has now turned into a wolf. She howled long. She hopes that the creature understands the symbol of friendship she gives, but it turns out she was wrong.

the woman said, still scared. "Don't worry, you just have to keep your mouth shut when you see something in front of you," I said. The woman made an astonished face, but I immediately asked her to retreat further. This time, in front of the strange human, also known as the woman, I was forced to transform into Helen to defeat the evil wolf completely. I opened the blue robe I was wearing. I groaned, and my eyeballs began to turn blue, the trademark of the wolves of the Blue Diamond Pack. The nails on my fingers began to turn into sharp claws. Slowly, fur began to appear on my body.

“So, someone doesn’t have to be born into being a werewolf?” “No. Usually, if you’re bitten by a werewolf, if you don’t get the blood out fast enough, the werewolf will turn. Although now, the only way you can turn someone is if they ask, have proven their loyalty to the pack and want to be, or if they’re your mate. And even then…they still have to ask.” “To be someone’s mate?” Oliver shook his head. “If you want to be turned.” I frowned. “Too bad I’m not actually human like I thought…”

“Complicated.” I offered him a small smile. “Very.” “How is it done? Do you have to bite them, as the lore states?” This was the question I’d been dreading, and therefore it took me much longer to respond. “No.” He waited patiently for me to continue. When I knew he wasn’t going to let up, I gave in again. “The Change is performed through an injection. Human blood has to fuse with werewolf blood in order for the process to be successful.”

The clash between our fates echoed through the deserted fortress, a symphony of vengeance and redemption that would shape our destinies forever. As the moon rose high in the night sky, its silver glow bathed me in an ethereal light. I felt a primal energy surge through my veins, as if something deep within me had awakened. The transformation was imminent—I was about to become a werewolf, a creature of both darkness and power.

- It turns out, - Jer muttered, - Emily, too, will pass the rite through the blood? “Yes,” the leader confirmed his guess. - But how, if she is already a true she-wolf? “It will require human blood to initiate. This is the only way to initiate a she-wolf. "Wait, I'm confused," Jeremy said waving his arms. - In the Northern clan, the ruling ones can be initiated through a bite, but they do not practice this, because there are no fools. For an ordinary person, in order to convert, the blood of a true she-wolf is needed, and for the same she-wolf, the blood of a person. I did not confuse anything?

“You’re only here to save your werewolf. You know that he’s never going to love you, right?” Winter cried out in pain. Roman let out a growl that rattled through the old house. His face contorted and it was no longer his face. But a wolfs snout, then his claws, then---then it was no longer Roman standing there. But a wolf. And the wolf lunged at Merrick. Merrick’s magic must have stopped because Winter fell to the ground with a loud slam! Nora rushed to her cousin’s side. “Glinda!” Nora called to the other witch. “Help me!”

Leo let out a huff as he ran a hand through his hair. “In order to become the Werewolf Queen, you’re going to have to slice your hand with the ceremonial dagger and let your blood drip into the pillar. It will then mix with my own to solidify our bond. Then, your hand joins with mine, mixing our blood and you will officially become part of the pack and Queen,” he said. “And the Vampire Queen?” I said, turning my attention to a now smirking Alistar. “You’re going to press your thumb against this box, and make your offering,” he said, “You’ll also have to drink my blood, as well as I’ll drink yours.”

"Prove to us that you are deserving of a place in our pack." A rush of excitement surges through my veins as I accept his challenge. With a determined glint in my eyes, I step back and close my eyes, allowing the energy of the full moon to wash over me. The familiar tingling sensation spreads throughout every fiber of my being, causing my body to shudder involuntarily. When I open my eyes again, they glow with an otherworldly light. My nails elongate into sharp claws, and fur begins to sprout from every inch of my skin. The transformation is complete; I stand before them as a majestic werewolf.

I argued. "If it's not magic," the witch added. I looked at the witch, and all of us were confused. What did she mean? Magic? But why would a werewolf resort to magic to keep it's strongest side hidden? "Well! I have no idea," Paul admitted. "We can have this conversation later. If we want to use that girl's blood, she has to transition into a wolf at first, only then we can do that. Or else, I don't know if we could save the alpha," the witch spoke.