Jason Momoa Werewolf Novels & Stories

The bite sent a sensation feeling into the body of Jason, but she never took any of his blood. “But who are you?” Jason asked. But there was no answer as the only reply he could get was another deep bite on his thigh. And almost immediately Jason shape shifted into a wolf. The princess was loosed from him. But she stood there before him face to face. “I am Jason the werewolf”, he said “I knew it when I first saw you, but you disguised yourself” “And you are the vampire-” “The vampire princess”, she said Jason turned his back on her and started leaving. He looked back to the princess, and then looked the other way again. He started going.

They know she is a human, and they know humans only blood bond to werewolves when they are desperate to survive a pregnancy. “My mate is Jason Laine. He is a Scientist currently working to bring cheaper cleaner energy to homes all over the country. I’m blessed by the goddess to have him. He has treated me with love and respect. He is a wonderful father as well. I can’t wait to see him with our own pups,” I say to the pack before turning to Jason with a smile. Jason is looking at me with a soft smile. I bat my eyes and his smile widens.

"How dare you!" Jaycob growled again and in a split second, he was right Infront of us yanking Jason's hand off my arm. He picked him up like he weighed nothing and tossed him across the car pack. A gasp left my mouth when I saw Jason's back hit against one of the three cars that were packed there. His minion ran to his side but Jason got up and with rage written all over his features, he let out a loud roar and the next thing I knew, bones were breaking and he shifted, turning into his large brown wolf that was way taller than me.

It was fucking ridiculous to call one powerful. But if this was true, then Jason intended to find a way to draw power from the moon without side effects through this mate of his. A way to stop wolves from turning feral and dying after stealing moon power. I clasped his shoulder hard and leaned in icily. “I want that healer’s head.”

He looked ten years older than he had an hour ago. Jason sat in the armchair across from him. I perched on the edge of the couch, as far from Dad as possible. "Mr. Morrison," Jason began. His voice was calm. Measured. Nothing like the arrogant Alpha I'd met at the packhouse. "I understand this is overwhelming. Your daughter is bonded to not just one werewolf, but two. That's a lot to process." "That's putting it mildly," Dad said through gritted teeth.

Jason kept on running so fast till he tripped and fell. The man pounced on him that instant and bit him deeply on the neck. Strange things began to happen to his body. His hands and legs metamorphosed into those of a wolf. His face took the shape of that of a wolf. He grew fangs too. He roared and howled. He could not control himself any longer. Suddenly, thick darkness ensued and there was calmness everywhere.

In the second, a big ginger-colored wolf popped out, ripped her t-shirt, and started running toward the forest. ‘Wow!’ I mentally compliment Every time I looked at her wolf, I felt it for the first time. Moana didn’t have the exact same color as wolf-like Liara or any of her family members. Maybe because both her parents were werewolves and she got some shade of color from Edolie, who had a brown wolf. I quickly ran to where her torn T-shirt was, and picking it up, I returned to where I was standing before. This T-shirt had her smell.

She looked at the window where three rogues were seating. The leader shifted to his human form and stood in front of her as she raised to her feet. "One future alpha gone down. Mission accomplished on earth." He said. "I'll kill you right here right now!" she roared shifting to her white werewolf. The rogue leader shifted to his wolf and together the pounce on her. Clawed punches, bites, were been exchanged, tables and glasses shattering, vessel dropping down from decoration. And the verdict of Luna was pronounced.

"Okay. Informed her that I'll be on my way there." "Yes, Boss." Marcus' life was full of secrets. He has an unrevealed side. His werewolf side. Yes, Marcus was half human and half werewolf. His father, Alfonso, was a full-blooded werewolf who was destined to be mated by a human, his mother. Then, they were gifted with two lovable pups - Marcus and Madison. Marcus was an Alpha itself. A conceited and heartless Alpha to the Blue-Eyed Pack. Their pack was considered one of the most biggest packs in West City.

he confessed, his eyes heavy-lidded with lust. I leaned toward him, my lips parting and inviting him in. Breathing out a trail of frost, Jason grabbed my hair, pulled my head back, and thrust his cock into my mouth. It was massive, so it was a little difficult for me to fully wrap my lips around his cock, but this big-mouthed North American female werewolf adjusted quickly. Jason started to thrust in and out of my mouth, groaning, pleasure glowing in his eyes. The crown of his cock rammed into my hard palate and the back of my throat over and over.