Kate Teenwolf Novels & Stories

I am not really good at telling people about myself. I am usually shy and a timid person, but being the daughter of an Alpha, that isn't a very good quality to have. But I have to start somewhere. So here it goes. My name is Kara Barlowe. I am the 17-year-old daughter of Luna Anita and Alpha Drake Barlowe. My mother is an Alpha by birth as well, which is rare to happen in the werewolf world, being a female Alpha, which makes me an even rarer person. Because I am an Alpha as well, but I am different from all the werewolves in my pack. I was born into the Lunar Moon pack as a human. That's right. I was born woofless. But neither my parents nor my pack didn't care that I had no wolf. They treat

I could feel it. I was next in line for the position of the Alpha. It was two months till the Carmella, and I'd not yet found my mate. I was going to suffer for being the freak of the Pack. This was a big crime. Anyone who ever happened to pass their eighteenth year without finding their mate, here in the South Pack, was considered an anomaly. They were always banished, while the unfortunate ones ended up being killed. I swallowed hard at the thought. A knock on the door jerked me away from my thought. "Come in," I said in a placid tone, sensing it was my mother. I watched in the mirror as the door swung aside and true to my expectation, it was her.

I roll my eyes at her, but go along with her plans. "Please, Dan? Do it for my birthday?" I give him my best puppy-dog eyes. "Oh fine." He says finally, throwing his hands in the air. "Yay! Okay Kat, time to go do your hair and makeup!" She snatches my arm, pulling me down the hall, bypassing my door for her room. She motions for me to sit in front of her mirror— an unnecessary motion, given that she just shoves me into the chair— then busies herself picking out foundations and eyeshadows and other assortments of makeup to put on my face.

By the time the lid of the pot slid open, what came out of the pot was no longer a man but a giant wolf with fiery eyes. "Arise, the wrath of the Idol! No longer shall you be called Ironbath. Today you received a new name: Strength- the iron wolf! The strength of the 16 Idolss courses through your veins. Inside you is the power of the universe itself. You have become unstoppable. Let evil tremble at your terrible power!" the old man said to the giant wolf which stood before him. That day, the boy became more. That day he stopped being human and he received a power beyond what any other man had ever seen. That day he became a werewolf.

Kai leaned over her. "You forget your place, Kai. No male wolf can force me to submit. I don't even believe a female could do it either. Anatashi stood to her full height, almost 2 times bigger, with many more centuries of life, knowledge, and strength than the wolf who stood before her.

as he quickly stepped back raising his hands in defense. “I didn't get to change you myself, although I wanted to but I had the pack nurse do it I promise.” “What did you mean by you have warriors chasing after them?” Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “This might be hard to understand for now, but… I am a wolf, the alpha of the Shadowcrest pack and you my dear are my fated mate. I have waited my whole life for you.” He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding.

I finished and looked up from my hands which I had been focused on the whole time to see sadness in Gary's eyes. "You will be able to start right away I take it?" He asked clearing his throat. I nodded and was sitting on the edge of my seat. "Very well come back tomorrow and we will sign the contracts. You will be working with Veronica who is the lady you've spoken with thus far. Kitty I just want you to know you may deal with wolves as this is a pack friendly hotel and we often host wolf events with packs from all over the world. All of our staff are aware of that world and will be supportive. If you have any issues with anyone due to you being a half wolf come and talk to me." He said stan

Kassandra's POV: It has been four years of hell since my parents passed away and people are astonished that I am still alive without my wolf. They think i am weak. Today is my 18th birthday and I am hoping I can find my mate and since highschool is almost over I am debating if I want to run away and live as a lone wolf in the human city. For the past four years I have snuck out of the pack house everynight to let my wolf out and train so I am not weak. I also learned recently that alphas commands don't work on me which has me puzzled.

If something happens to me, our child dies too. My hand goes to my stomach instinctively, and Kate’s eyes track the movement with hungry satisfaction. “Don’t worry,” she purrs. “I’ll cut it out of you before you’re fully dead. Maximize the power I can drain.” Rage floods through me, hot and violent and stronger than her magic. My wolf explodes out. Not a full shift, but enough. Enough to break Kate’s hold, to drop me to the ground gasping. “Impressive,” Kate says, genuinely pleased. “Your wolf is stronger than I calculated.”

*Cathwulf* I am awoken by birds singing outside my window. After stretching my slender, yet curvy body, I spring out of bed, feeling so happy and elated as a young girl possibly can. Finally the day I have been waiting for all of my life is here, my eighteenth birthday and soon I will turn into a wolf for the first time and hopefully meet my true mate.. yes, I, Cathwulf Pureheart, is a werewolf, and I can’t wait for my first change and what it will bring.