Koneko Age Novels & Stories

"I never told you about it because we both wanted to find our mate first. So, I was... "Chris, you’re still twenty-one. Male wolves can find their mate until they are twenty-eight. As for now, who knows? Your partner might not even be eighteen yet. You shouldn’t rush because Moon Goddess had a habit of keeping an age difference of a maximum of ten years." Hearing this, Chris groaned. He knew I was right about that part.

7 years ago. The moon hung high in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow on the clearing where the young werewolves of the Strom pack gathered for their first hunting ceremony. Among them were Alessia and Kiana, both recently turned 16 and eager for the thrill of their first hunt. The air buzzed with a mixture of excitement and nervous energy as the pack assembled, waiting for the Alpha's signal. Alessia exchanged glances with Kiana, who stood besides her. It was a rite of passage, the first hunt after their initial transformation, and the forest beckoned with promises of adventure and challenges.

“I don’t think I’m doing my math right. How old are you?” Instead of answering she turned her phone back on and pulled up her search bar. After a quick search she closed her phone and placed it in her back pocket, “And?” JD asked with a grin. “I know you’re not so old that you don’t remember how old you are.” Chief laughed. “Thirty-six seems to be the standard. Although Mississippi age of consent is sixteen.” She said and grinned at her uncle’s friend who looked even more confused. His confusion only grew with JD’s question. “Mom talk to you about what I want for Christmas?”

"Hold on! A minute! What are you doing right now?" Tessa snapped and quickly left Jake's arms. She kept her hands akimbo. "You!" She pointed at Jake. "Who said you could drink? Have you forgotten that you're a minor?" "Minor. I'm 208 years old, please" Jake blabbed. "Whatever. You still have a student's body so that means you're a minor!" Jake only shook his head. "And you!" Tessa pointed at Connor.

“A dragon reaches maturity at five years of age.” “So, you’re a teenager?” I ask, tossing a second deer at her. I know I’m fanboying again, but I’m so fascinated by these beautiful dragons. I watch as she tosses her head back, swallowing the second deer, her throat gracefully moving as the deer passes through it.

Midnight Forest Pack is busy today. A big birthday party for a tiny tot of a girl. One that was loved by everyone. The daughter of our Alpha and Luna. Knox and Lilah’s little girl, Cleo was two years old today and, as was the tradition in our pack, there would be a big birthday celebration within the pack.