Kurama Human Form Novels & Stories

She shook herself, adjusting to the quadrupedal form, then looked at me expectantly. I surrendered to my own transformation, feeling the familiar rush of power as my body stretched and changed. Bones lengthened and thickened, muscles bulged and reformed, dark fur covered my skin in a wave of sensation. Unlike Emma's full shift to wolf form, my Lycan shape remained partially upright—larger, more powerful, caught between human and wolf in a way that had terrified humans for millennia.

And a warm, rich scent-a scent that made her want to tip back her head and howl. She continued around the table until he was directly in her line of sight-then she sat down at an empty table just beside theirs. Her eyes never leaving him, she studied him. Oh yeah, she knew she wanted him. For a moment, she closed her eyes as her rational mind took control. Why was this happening to her? It was as if the wolf in her was in control. But that didn’t happen. She didn’t stay in human form and think like the wolf. She didn’t allow that. Some werewolves did. Sam did. He was more wolf than man at all times. She didn’t allow that. She didn’t.

He said, reading the minds of each one of them. His fur retracted into his body, and the saliva dripping down his mouth slowly disappeared. His canines went to human size, and so did the rest of his body. And there he stood in human form. No one knew who he was for the first few seconds until a Luna jumped forward in front of him, her tail wagging from side to side. They saw him more clearly now and looked at the Luna morphing back into her human form at his feet. She jumped up and hugged him, not caring that she was stark naked.

She growled like a hungry beast, her beauty nothing but an outwards appearance that failed to reflect the image within. “She has changed,” Mane grimly stated. He could feel Camila’s aura gradually growing stronger. Even worse, the aura that seemed humanlike was slowly growing into the aura of a Battle Beast! No person was capable of this: perfectly embodying the aura of a beast. One could mimic it, but one will never get the full effects of perfectly copying the aura.

I wanted to go after them, but the pup’s whimpers caught my ears and I quickly rushed to his aid. I turned back to my human form and picked him up. His light brown fur was soaked with his own blood, making it appear almost black. He was trembling in my arms, and his body was incredibly cold. His wolf had undergone so much damage that it would be excruciatingly painful, if not impossible for him to turn back to his human form.

I was stunned. Compared to realizing when Kohru, the cute animal was Elvian's pet that could rage like a tiger, this made me more surprised. How could someone come out of the blue, suddenly asked was I a human being or not? Although I didn't make up my face to enhance the disguise. I was sure enough to fool others.

I inform him. “Three?” He asks with surprise. I manage an ‘mhmm’ as I swallow my food. “We have human and wolf. Nagata have their human form, their snake form and then a third form that is half human half snake. I am very eager to see her shifting, but I won’t push it, it has to be when she’s ready.” “And she’s okay answering to you and being in your pack? I only ask because that would be like expecting an Alpha to be content serving under an Omega, given she’s described as superior to you,” he asks with nothing but genuine curiosity.

Pressing my muzzle repeatedly against hers, I hope for some kind of reaction, but she doesn’t move. Needing to take care of her, I shift into my human form, pull on some shorts that get thrown at me, and pull Amelia’s wolf body into my arms. Her wolf is the most beautiful wolf I have ever seen. A slender figure, and she's fairly small for the amount of power she seems to radiate. Piercing blue eyes and white fur. Everyone around was astound at the sight of her.

I can’t die here, not like this. A sharp, low snarl sliced through the air. I looked in front of me just in time to see Kiara. She was caught in the same fate, struggling as I was. But she was changing. Her body convulsed, her bones snapped and shifted with a sickening crack. Her skin stretched, and her form elongated, with fur bursting across her body. In seconds, she was no longer human. Her wolf tore free with so much force, shredding the vines as if they were nothing more than brittle twigs. She landed lightly on the damp earth.

His eyebrows and lashes were of silver colour too. ‘Silver hair, icy blue eyes…seemed too familiar.” Then it occurred to me. “Scymodus!!” I gasped. “It took you long, pretty wolf.” He laughed. I face-palmed mentally, how could I not have expected this? So even he, had a human form. I wondered why he didn't transform into his human form when we were at the ice house. I looked at his extraordinarily long lashes, which would make females jealous. He looked adorable.