Koneko Age Novels & Stories

Delilah questioned. “I just have a feeling about it. If she had been from Incubi, I’d recognize her. And between Nebrodi and Madonie, I know we don’t have anyone that old. Plus, werewolves age slower, so she’d need to be over a hundred to look that old. And there isn’t anyone in Incubi that old either.” André with the surprising rational thought.

Connor stood up from the ground where I currently had him pinned. I released his arms and lifted my knee off of his airway. He rubbed his neck a bit. "So, how old are you?" He asked, obviously curious. "I'm fifteen." He nodded. "So when do you turn sixteen?" Sixteen is the age where your wolf can recognize your mate, and your mate can recognize you. "Um, I guess next month. My birthday is in September." It was currently August. He nodded. "Do you think your mate is here?"

She thought that she could do everything for her man. Her eyes were filled with desire as of the moment and it wasn't unknown to the man whose eyes burned the same intensity. Right now, they are both like starved animals who couldn't contain their hunger and thirst and suddenly saw a possible food that might be snatched away anytime that they take their eyes away from it. Konrad asked her in an uneven breathing, "How old are you again in this lifetime?" "I think I am turning nineteen this year," Luna replied, also with a heavy breath.

"Now isn't that interesting." "I will admit, it is better than having a wardrobe change every moon cycle." Satake gave a knowing smile. "What else is in the books?" "Well," David slurred, taking a peek at the book. "So...there is something about kitsune's tails." "And what does it say?" "The tails of a kitsune imply how old it is. They grow one every ten human years. The more tails a kitsune has, the stronger it becomes." David read out.

Maya said with a shrug. “Okay then,” I replied absent mindedly Could it me my mate hasn’t turned twenty-one? I questioned myself. Wolves can only recognize their mates when they turn twenty-one. So, it is possible that she is at home because she hasn’t turned twenty-one. But the odds of that happening is next to none, there is no way the moon goddess will play tricks like that and give me a mate that I am older than with over ten years. Hopefully I’ll meet my mate at the ball.

“Yes, we did. I would prefer she does it as soon as possible. You can't keep the pack in the dark for so long. She has been here for what? 6 months? And the people still don't know who their Luna is? One of the elders said. Many of the other nodded in agreement. The same beautiful lady from earlier spoke up “ She just said she's 19 and you old fools want to dump so many duties on her? At least be civilised enough for her to be 20 before you think that.” She took a sip of her tea and kept her poised composure. I envied her, the good kind of envy though. “You might be right, but–” another tried to say, but the lady slammed the teacup on the table, and the table went silent. “Rake is 24; he's o

I say as I race to catch up to Brooke. “Bye, Mom! We’ll be back soon!” Cyrene says. “Don’t go too far, Iniko. You’re getting close to your first shift,” she calls out. “We’re just going to the mountain,” I call back. “Go, Kiko, go!” Cyrene says, encouraging me to catch up to Brooke. I love that Cyrene is nine years old and still calls me Kiko. She’s the only one who does. It’s just like she still calls Cal Calgon. No one cares to correct her because she’s Cyrene.

I see them both lock eyes and have a look of utter shock on their faces. “MATE!” I hear them both say in unison. I look from one to the other and you can see that neither one expected to meet this way. Jacob is twenty one years old and I know that he had all but given up on ever finding his mate. Most wolves find their mates on their 18th birthday but so far Jacob hadn’t been so lucky. Who knew that he had been looking in the wrong place this whole time. Maybe the Moon Goddess has more than one reason for sending this girl to us.

"Phelan, have you ever come across a case where a werewolf only 12 years old transformed into a wolf form?" "How can that be? A normal werewolf is 25 years old at the latest, and at the earliest 16 years old can transform into a werewolf form." Reana exclaimed in surprise. But Phelan and Alfred's faces were still calm; it seemed that this was nothing strange to them. Phelan shrugged and calmly replied, "Yes. But this case is very rare. And werewolves like that all can be immortal and have Omega attributes." Conal turned to look at Azura; everyone's eyes were on her. Reana covered her mouth with her hand because she was so surprised: "The person Conal referred to was Azura?"

I ask incredulously. Nikolai chuckles. “Yes, we age. However, if we haven’t met our mates by the age of 28, the ageing process stops until we meet them. Kai only met Caterina when he turned 35 and had Kira when he was 36. It doesn’t show, I know.” He says, then slips his hand into mine as I try to still process what he just told me. “The other women are excited to see you again; well, Caterina threatened me and insisted I bring you.” He says and shakes his head, walking to the elevator.