Kate Teenwolf Novels & Stories

Catherine’s POV The day I turned 16 was the beginning of my woes. Every werewolf received the ability to transform on their sixteenth birthday, but I was the exception. The one they called 'Wolf-less'. My name is Catherine, I am part of the Crystal-Cloud pack and the first of two children. I was my parent's favorite child up until they realized that I had no hope of getting my wolf. Now, I am 23 years old and the laughingstock of the entire pack.

Why did she do these things to me? “Okay, Killian,” Katya said walking into the living room. She really was drop-dead gorgeous. She was wearing her hair up in a high ponytail, a black tight tiny tee, and some jeans that hugged her so tight it should have been against the law, her biker boots made her easily a foot taller, but what caught my attention was her weapons. “What in the hell, are you Xena?” I ask, standing up. “What?” She said, putting her jacket on.

Just perform perfectly in front of a panel of powerful Lycans, avoid dying, and make the Wolf Slayer look good. Also, I had to remember to keep my wolf a secret. M Easy peasy.

"That man won't even blink." "That's what I figured too. Before you leave tomorrow I need you to asses her skill level. I don't think she has a clue how to fight anything, bet she's never killed a spider." James looked in the distance and took a sip. Lucas glanced at his watch. He wanted to grab something to eat and get a work out in before bed. "She was lost, an outcast tried to eat her. If we were thirty seconds later she would be dead." Lucas really didn't care. No matter what sad story the girl came with she was a turned wolf, the last one they had was practically worthless.

Beverly is queen bee, and I’m the loser, the weak link, the one everyone judges. The only people who have seen me in my wolf form are my parents. They forbid me from running with any packmates. Everyone assumes I’m nothing. They say my wolf is weak. I’ve heard it so many times, I almost believe it. But I feel powerful when I shift. Maybe it’s just in my head. Mom and Dad warned me never to tell anyone about my wolf. Maybe because it’s… different. A black wolf. I’ve only ever heard of alphas having black fur. I turned sixteen and ever since, I’ve felt like something was wrong with me.

I continued, "I'm going to need you all to surrender. Now." Everyone tilted their heads. "And who the fuck are you?" I turned. A woman was walking toward us. She was stunning in a way that seemed almost unfair… "I'm Kate," I said. "I'm the Luna's best…" "You're not even a wolf." She looked me up and down like I was something she'd found stuck to the bottom of her shoe. "You smell like coffee. What exactly are you going to do?" My mouth opened and nothing came out. Raya stepped in front of me immediately. "She speaks for the Luna. Show some respect."

“No… I can't probably leave you, besides its my fault for discussing him to you” Like the fvck! How am I supposed to handle him now? I prayed for a miracle and before my wolf could shift, a figure showed up, dressed as a student. Her facial resembles that of mine but there was a little sharpness in it. And that got to be Kate, my elder sister and the next successor to my father. “Adrian, haven't you teased my sister enough? I think you have something better to do than just bullying a little girl” Adrian stopped immediately, his lazy expression gone now replaced with a sharp one, his stare at my sister who stood with some group of friends.

When she still didn’t move, I wondered how to explain something I knew very little about. “I didn’t realize she was a hybrid. That changes things.” She spoke while tapping her pen against the clipboard in her arms. “What do you mean it changes things?” I asked, wishing everyone would stop beating around the bush and just get straight to the point. “Well, it has been a long time since a wolf and witch mated. I will do some research, but I feel that this is out of my line of expertise. I am a healer for our kind, even though I have dabbled a little in helping other species. None have been witches though. I will still see what I can find out, but I can’t guarantee I will find anything.” Kate sa

I hurriedly stood up and again looked through the window as I heard another fight begin. Bazaar was in his grey werewolf that was as large as Alpha Deucalion. I bite my bottom lip worried as they fought, praying that Alpha Deucalion will win. Alpha Deucalion grabbed Bazaar by his neck with his sharp teeth and threw him into a tree. I smiled seeing he was winning. "You will never be his Luna, human," I heard an angry voice behind me. I quickly turned around. It was Kate. "I'm going to happily kill you," she told me as she began to shift into her human form.

Without thinking about his actions he held her hand tight and pulled her to his chest, hugging her tight as she finally cried. “Do- Domi-nic Hale’s grandfather was a hunter.” Skye started while hiccupping and sobbing, whilst clutching onto the Alpha and Hakan felt his whole body freeze and his blood run cold when he heard the words following her sentence, “a Legacy Wolf hunter.”