Novel & Cerita Legendary Werewolves

Werewolves are a bit more acceptable than Shadow Hunters. XXX

They may look like meaningless designs but to someone who knew the legend, it was the story of how wolf hunters turned into wolves, sacrificing their lives to take down the species. Among werewolves, the wolf hunters were bad people, they were the villains. But before the present wolves or lycans as they were supposed to be called evolves, the werewolves in those days had no control over themselves. They killed, feasted on or turned other creatures into their own species. It was a scary time and wolf hunters were necessary to not let it happen. This legend was from that time. She had her mother's extensive collection of books on werewolves and her interest in them ever since she was young to

She could feel the same connection she felt with Callan buzzing inside of her. Callan looked deep in thought as he stared into the distance. He was glad that they had finally found their mate. But he wished it would have been at a better time. They were currently at war with the rogues. Rogues are werewolves who were kicked out of packs and lost their human side making them grow feral. the second most vicious pack in the world, the dark moon pack being the first. They were also being constantly attacked by vampires. The Drengr coven. The coven of vampires. They were known to be the most ruthless vampire coven in the east coast of Romania.

For werewolves, the full moon is a sacred occasion. A werewolf pack congregates for their own rites in the same manner that humans might dress nicely and convene at a place of worship. The location where we meet for the Trialblazer pack is roughly an hour and a half northwest of Toronto. Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats.

Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain. “He has company,” I calmly muttered and prepare my spear for the hunt. After saying those words 10 more werewolves appeared in all directions, blocking our sight with their huge bodies and all of them seem to have the same brown hair. “Is it the whole pack from Domlur?” “No, I don’t think so.” Werewolves growl as they slowly walk with their claws ready to slash everything or everyone on its way. We, on the other hand, are prepared to do everything. The werewolf that was shot by Quinn using her arrow slowly fell to the ground making its comrades look at us with hatred and disgust.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

In the depth forests far away from the human society they was a area of pack wolves they were called dynasty pack ,this pack was one of the most powerful packs of wolves they were not underestimated mainly because they had strong alphas followed by betas even the omega's knowns as weak and frail were a bit strong in this place you can see strong, beautiful and delicate buildings which didn't lose to buildings of that of humans you can see the werewolves in their human forms,strong, beautiful and handsome this site was busy like a market and everyone was minding their own business that was until a boy about eighteen- nineteen came in the picture.

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

He smirked in a cocky yet very youthful kind of way, “I figured…If you like my wolf, maybe you will like me better?” Aurora bit her lips. She didn’t know how to tell Westin that his wolf appeared more intimidating than likable to her. “Your wolf looked very different than ours,” she said eventually. Westin shrugged, “Ancient tales say that the first group of werewolves that the Moon Goddess created was the Lycans. Some of the Lycans degenerated and then came the werewolves.”