Jackson Werewolf Novels & Stories

He threw the three dead bodies of rabbits into the hole. Auntie Caroline inhaled deeply. Mr. Jackson paused and looked at Auntie Caroline. “I told you, don’t worry too much, Carol!” Sonya closed the back door and she continued walking into the kitchen. She clenched her teeth as she poured the cold water from the jar that she took out from the fridge into a glass. She kept listening to their conversation from her place. “So, I told you, she inherited both bloodlines of a werewolf and a white witch, Carol. I could smell it from her scent lately.” Mr. Jackson spoke while his mouth was busy chewing the tobacco.

He had known that Jackson was observant, but he hadn't realized that he had encountered a creature like this before. "I assure you, Officer, that it was a werewolf," Blake said firmly. "We have the evidence to prove it." Jackson didn't look convinced, but he nodded and left the room. Blake let out a sigh of relief. He knew that he had to be careful around Jackson from now on. He couldn't afford for the officer to find out about the truth.

The fact I once thought with similar logic disgusts me. Nathalia quickly took Richard up the ladder as gently as she could. I was thankful our little man was a deep sleeper. After carefully closing the door I ran out to grab Sofia. Once outside I heard a scream. Sofia’s scream. Terrified I ran and saw four Hunter’s and one of the assholes was holding my little girl in the air by the wrist while shaking her. Laughing he told his friends, “ I know werewolves heal fast but a child without her wolf yet won’t have her full abilities. How long do you think it would take her to heal if I broke her arm?”

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.

I sighed. “What does that even mean? You're a werewolf? How can you be a werewolf? How can someone stop being a werewolf?” Erin questioned. “Um… well, a werewolf is born with a wolf spirit. That wolf spirit awakens when we turn sixteen, and we shift to our wolf form on our first full moon. My wolf, Jason, was white like Sage’s headdress. But when my mate, soulmate, wife, whatever you wish to call her. When she died, Jason died too. Jason died taking all the pain to ensure I would live to raise Austin.” I explained. “As I said, complicated.”

is all I managed to say. Jace drives to the left side of the mansion where a large garage door opens. Numerous cars fill the place. He parks the car onto parking slot no. 2. Do werewolves even require cars? In their wolf form, they are fast runners. I remember Jace in his wolf form the other day. He didn’t even have trouble running as fast as Leandre’s car. “Welcome to the packhouse, Nikki!” Jace exclaims as the three guide me to a door connected to the inside of the house.

"Wait, I am confused. If Grayson's biological dad is human and you were human at the time, how is Grayson a hybrid?" "Well, he was never a human. My angel powers laid dormant until I found Derric. So even if I didn't meet Derric Grayson would still have bee an angel. When Derric marked me it changed my baby and made him a werewolf. It all worked out in the end. I was just lucky." "I'll say. It still is amazing. Grayson's future is bright. He will be able to do, so much more than any mere werewolf."

My heart skipped a beat from the sudden movement and Jackson immediately dropped his hands from mine, clasping them behind his back, and looking up after placing a good two feet between us. "Oh," Jackson chuckled nervously, sweat glimmering on his dark forehead despite the October weather. "Emrys, it's just you," Looking up to see my brother glare daggers at Jackson with his dark stormy eyes, dark brows furrowed together, I let a sigh of defeat escape myself. I swear my brother thought it was his job in life to protect me or some crap - thank God that would change soon! My sixteen birthday is coming up this Saturday, aka halloween, and once you turn sixteen the search for your mate begins; w

With their men's hiding in the White Wolf lair, the access of information was very easy. "One White Wolf's soldiers group consisted of five members. 3 boys, 1 girls and 1 gay." Jason caught Alexander attention as he raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were sparkling with amusement at what he heard. This news was very rare to be heard of among the White Wolf's Clan.

Jackson went towards the wooden box placed on the ground. "I want to see him. One last time." He said with a drowning voice. A warrior came near the box and then opened it. Jackson sat on the ground as he was defeated in the race of his life. He saw Jason's eyes closed. It felt like he was sleeping. He moved his hand to touch Jason's face. Jackson's hands were shaking. He touched his face, it was so cold. "Why is he so cold?" He asked the warrior. Werewolves' bodies never get cold. If they die their bodies remain warm.