Jason Momoa Werewolf Novels & Stories

Jorkallun said in a tired voice as he stretches out his arms. Jason turned to face Rae with the most ferocious look. "You are just lucky he got involved in this, stay out of my way if you don't want to DIE early, because if you don't, even him can not stop me ." Jason said in a stern warning to Rae and vanished into thin air, before he vanished, Rae briefly saw a pair of fire wings. Rae had to blinked her eyes twice to confirm what she saw, did Jason just disappeared? Was that wings she saw? He is a wolf and werewolf eyes doesn't change and they don't disappear. How come Jason wolf is different?

As I continued to observe, the black fur around its eyes and nose began to move and shimmer until it changed into a man's face. I stepped back in disbelief when I realized that the wolf was not a typical animal, my mind racing. It was a Lycan, a werewolf similar to me who could change between wolf and human form at will. The man who stood before me was tall and well-built, with dark hair and piercing green eyes. He was completely naked and I couldn't stop staring at his roped muscles. "Who are you?" I asked, my voice shaking with fear and confusion. The man gave me a small, knowing smile. "I am your mate," he said, his voice deep and resonant.

And I don’t think it will after seeing this. I don’t know how to describe my emotions right now and I have no idea if I will be able to face Jason. I still can’t believe what I saw, I just can’t, in fact, I shouldn’t- I shouldn’t believe my eyes, Jason might be a bit crunchy but he isn’t a bad person. He can’t be the same wolf as the one that killed Evan. As I tried to convince myself I felt more hurt most likely depressed. Tears never left my eyes as I tried so hard not to break down. A loud growl flinched me back to reality and I realized what I was witnessing. A fight, mostly a war. Jason was fighting with a wolf; a brown wolf.

Maxion said, facepalming his self. “I'll have to agree with you there.” I replied. “A good number of these slaves were people we captured from opposing werewolf packs or people who committed heinous crimes so they should be happy I didn't kill them.” “Exactly what we were saying earlier.” Chief Dara said. “Give them a little and watch them work all over you.” I nodded in agreement while watching their supposed leader talking to some people beside him. “Who is that man?” I asked. “Um…I really do not know?” Chief Dara replied.

I’ve never known Jason to be that much of a fool until now. I was trying to decide at what point I needed to intervene. We needed just a little more time, but letting Jason kill himself for the sake of the plan wasn’t an option. Thankfully, the Moon Goddess must have been on our side this evening. Just as Jason demanded that everyone step outside so that the challenge could get underway, Alpha Ryan and three members of the werewolf council entered the room. This meant the final stage of our plan was ready to be revealed. Alpha Ryan stepped up to the stage. “No one need go outside. Jason Baxter, as a member of the werewolf council, I hereby deem your challenges to be void.”

Before Kasper leaves the hall, her mom talks to him. "You better find the werewolf hunter, my son. Prove the villagers that you can protect them." "I will, mom." "How funny it is, right? There are thousands of werewolves and only one hunter. But we can't even kill that person." "Don't worry, mom. I won't disappoint you." "That's great. Come back here if you have good news." "Alright, mom." "Rest for now. And tomorrow, before the sunrise, the beta leader and you must leave the werewolf village." Kasper nodded at what his mom said and take a glance at his father. But just like before, Kasper's father looks at him blankly.

He turned to face it, groaning slightly when he hit a tree back. He then turned and ran for his life. He didn't have anything on him. He cursed under his breath how unlucky the day had been for him. He cursed Mike and the team even more. He was not faster than the wolf, but he tried. He was strong and trained to survive. He could save his life. The animal at the back seemed very agitated. It seemed crazy with his red eyes looking sharp at his target. In his entire life, Jason never thought he would die at the hand of a werewolf. It was the opposite. He was their hunter. His bag had Monkshood. He never left some of the important stuff behind, but those damn bullies took his bag.

Every part of me yelled run, but I forced myself to continue to walk next to Jason's mother. When Jason told me he was a werewolf, I assumed his teeth, nails, and eyes changed. He didn't say he could turn into a huge wolf. The crowd quickly moved to the side, letting Jason's father through. I walk closely next to Jason's mother, through the crowd of staring eyes. My heart starts to race when my eyes land on two huge wolves rolling across the ground, biting and clawing at each other, trying to kill each other. Are those wolves Jason and Brandon?!

~ At Blood Moon Pack Territory ~ Alpha Jason summoned Amara the best lady werewolf fighter they had in the Blood Moon Pack. Alpha Jason had set his eyes on Amara since the day he met her. However, he couldn’t touch her because Amara was the best fighter. He couldn’t let her bear his child because they needed more fighters. But he had been thinking of sleeping with her even just once. Amara was aware of Alpha Jason’s desire for her but she tried her best to avoid being entangled with him. She didn’t want to be part of his harem. Alpha Jason had been sleeping with a lot of Omegas, trying to propagate their kind by impregnating those women.

Draven’s eyes flickered with warning, but Jason continued: “But today,” he said, voice deeper, sharper, “I burn every lie to ash.” He placed his hand on Lena’s shoulder. “This woman knelt beside me when my mind was a storm. This woman brought me back to myself. This woman wears my mark. This woman is my Luna.” Gasps. Shock. Unease. Thousands of wolves shifted on their feet. Jason’s gaze swept the courtyard. “Let any wolf,” he declared, “whether from this pack or from Silver Claw—step forward if they disagree.”