I Became A Zompirewolf Novels & Stories

The other wolves immediately jumped her with the crazed look back in their eyes. "How dare you!" "You've forgotten your place!" "I'll show you!" Having warmed up from the hunt, Zira did not just dodge but countered with an attack of her own. Those that jumped got tossed back. Those that threatened and tried to intimidate her gradually found themselves whimpering in submission instead. Her bloodlust dominated over theirs. The stronger ones morphed into their human form and challenged Zira. Just like this, the challenge to change ranks officially started.

There are many more leaves crunching. His hand is so cold, and his scent is odd. Those red eyes...and fangs. It takes a few moments before he relaxes, releasing my mouth as he peers up at me. "You are far from home, wolf. No screaming. Be a good girl. I am going to help you." Vesper growls, not trusting this male. 'Vampire.' "I was being chased by a...zombie." I admit. "I am an Omega. I will not fight you unless forced to defend myself. I just want to go home."

In fact, I only knew the existence of wolves because I was raised in a pack and I knew each of the members who studied here. “Watch out!” I heard although it was too late. Izaiah, a lycanthrope jerk, bumped into me, knocking me to the ground. “Get back.” I could feel him sniffing at me, making me feel uncomfortable. “Get off me!” His friends laughed like all a bunch of idiots because like wolves, idiots also had to go in groups.

I saw a werewolf trying to wash its wound using the water from the pond, I immediately grabbed my spear but my eyes widened at what I saw. The werewolf is slowly transforming in a human form, in the form of a kid. I stay stilled, carefully watching how this little werewolf girl treats her wound. Making me realize that not all of those huge werewolves are adults, some of them are kids. I shake my head, making the thought go away. No matter how young or old werewolves are, they’re still ferocious. I was about to throw the small dart with poison when I heard someone running.

he asked with confusion. Katie Clyde grabbed her stomach "why did you make such a silly joke, how can you say you are a werewolf? do you know what you are even saying?" Pascal frowned and reposted "I am serious, I wasn't lying" Katie Clyde was momentarily shocked, she exhaled and then demanded "show me" Pascal looked hesitantly "are you sure?" Katie Clyde nodded "of course, I want to see your real wolf form" Pascal lowered his head, raising it, his eyes became beet red, his facial structure distorted, and his fangs started growing.

"They're all important members of the tribe. Everyone is given a chance to contest. It's an important part of their lives so it's a bit messy." I felt her shrugged. I never knew Eleonor has a daughter. She looks like the wolf of her mom. "Then why didn't you participate?" After I asked her she looked at me like I grew another head. She scoffed. "I'm the chosen daughter of the Moon Goddess. A snow wolf. I'll become a priestess like my mother. Besides female wolves don't participate in that kind of bloody fight." When I heard her my eyes travelled to where the wolves are fighting.

“You’re… beautiful.” The wolf’s ears twitched, a playful gleam in her eyes. “So are you. And together, we’ll be unstoppable.” The two stared at each other for a long moment, a bond of unity forming like a lock clicking into place. Zoe felt the wolf’s strength merge with her own, their hearts beating in perfect rhythm. “Are you ready?” the wolf asked. Zoe took a deep breath, her nerves melting away. “I’m ready.” The pain returned, but it was no longer terrifying. It was transformative. Zoe’s body reshaped itself, bones shifting, muscles rippling, her senses sharpening as she let the wolf take over. When the change was complete, the crowd gasped.

They were cracking up or twitching and I hoped it to be our pack mates but not as what Clara said- "Zombies?" Clara choked out, staring at them in utter shock. "Tell me, you guys are seeing this as well?" I and Ivy nodded, unable to speak because I was already tired of what we encountered back in the mall. "Get in the car, fast!" Ivy ordered, opening the doors automatically. Wow! Impressive. It's not like I haven't seen a BMW before or not like I can't buy it but I don't want to waste my money on it when I can use that to help the pack.

I was the second strongest werewolf after Alpha Archer in the Sinclaire Pack. I'll be hard to kill, even if they've been practicing for years. The fact that I am a powerful wolf also further enhances my image and makes me a feared wolf. At least I'm like a beast and cruel creature that has transformed. I felt like I could tear someone apart with just my bare teeth. Because I am Zelos Caelestus Cyrus. **** — Zelos — After killing all the warriors from other packs that dared to intrude on our territory, I returned to human form.

“There’s something that I’ve been trying to figure out. Why would someone pay for people to experiment on? Why would they torture them? Why did Ron call me a monster, and why did the one-day-dead-asshole call me beastie? What’s going on?” Those were all important questions but also tough ones to answer. It seemed that she was unaware of the supernatural world. I had no idea why she was unaware, but that didn’t matter right now. How would I explain things if that was the case? We grew up knowing the reality that surrounded us. I used to ride on Zev’s back when I was a pup. Dad’s wolf, Zev, was an absolute beast and exactly what you’ d expect of an Alpha wolf. He was the epitome of strength an