How Do You Turn Into A Werewolf Novels & Stories

“Hey, can I become a werewolf?” Ted stops and looks at me. “You can, but it’s tricky. First, you have to be reviewed by the council of Alphas and Royals. They would give me permission, then I would bite into your artery and inject venom. Then, when I pull back, I would seal it the way I did your mark. If you are accepted by the moon goddess, the bleeding would stop. If not, then you would bleed out. So the answer is yes, but I won’t. I won’t turn you.” “Why?” I ask.

I sat there as Nikau explained to me the process of becoming a werewolf. He told me that a mate's bite was required for the transformation to be complete and that it had to be done in the heat of the moment. At first, I was hesitant about going through with it. I wasn't sure if I was ready for such a drastic change in my life.

The first two were common knowledge but the third and final one was reserved until you grew older to learn about it. The three ways of transforming into a werewolf was by (1) entering into your teenage years and gaining the ability to transform into your werewolf. (2) entering your eighteenth birthday and having the ability to transform into your werewolf and (3) transforming into your werewolf after you have mated with your mate. I had experienced the first two and they have so far failed to work for me. I knew my last and final hope of transforming into my werewolf laid with Abbadon - my mate.

“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…”

I could see the anger on her face at me, even though I loved her so much, I still didn’t want to make Thalia one of us. "Well, if you can't save her, I might save her." She was mad and at the same time desperate. "Do you have any idea, how painful it is not to take all her blood?" The only way for a person to become a werewolf is for that person to bite and drink her blood, after you drink the blood you must experience death to survive in the undead world. Seems very easy but hard to do but it takes many years to accomplish this. "I can do this."Another voice entered. And that was Mr. Rivero – his father. “Only Jeffrey can find Moonlight Jade alone,” Mr. Rivero said.

Not anymore, my built in bestie had arrived. Tonight I would stand in the sacred circle and undergo my very first transformation Most werewolves had to wait until the next full moon after they turned 21, but tonight’s moon would be full, allowing energy from the moonlight to push the transformation, a bit of added momentum. A full moon was only necessary the first time, and it would get easier thereafter, becoming as natural as walking.

“Teddy… I owe you my life, Brother and I gave you my world I will be loyal to the family.” After all, it was a sin to shifters to turn a human into one of them and only a born Alpha can do it and get away with it. There are two ways one can be turned into a wolf shifter. First, is a natural way, be born with wolf shifter parents. The second way is to be bitten by an Alpha of a pack and be turned as one.

Ava had hope that, if she followed Lucas's instructions, she could sneak across to the other side without anyone suspecting anything. At night, she read The Tales of Lunacrest Mountain while holed up in her cabin. Late at night, when the moon is brightest, the young werewolf undergoes its transformation. His ability to change on the night of the full moon becomes fully developed by the time he reaches maturity. During his formative years, he is incapable of conscious thought and experiences an insatiable hunger.

she said. “Then make me understand.” I replied, glaring at her. “Truth is, after what happened in the tank, I discovered that I could shift info my wolf form at will.” She said. Hearing that, I opened my eyes wide in surprise. “That's not possible.” I said. “A person has to be at least twelve years of age to be able to transform into their wolf form.” I replied.

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.