Novel & Cerita Lesbian Werewolf

As they were all werewolves, it was their nature to be dominant and animalistic. They were fighting to take control. As Elsa’s gaze slid sideway for a second, she saw as a group of woman had pinned down a lone wolf and were assaulting her the same way that they were assaulting Maya. The woman underneath them was struggling and snapping at them like an animal but her strength was nothing compared to the group of women that had overpowered her and were now feasting on her body. Elsa’s gaze went back to her new discovery. Her thumb slid down to that hole. She pinched Maya’s clit and then her index finger slid down to that tiny hole. She massaged the tiny pee hole softly.

I nodded. "I was just hearing all about how the two of you met. A trip to the Caribbean can really change a person's life, can't it?" I said and leaned on the table, uncrossing my legs. Emma beamed whilst Levi just scowled. Empathy combined with Telepathy let me dig through memories without a trace. So I found the appropriate one and used it. Levi wasn't the least bit amused at what I had done. "I couldn't have imagined my world changing so much in just one trip. I mean. We all knew about wolves and vampires but never heard about warlocks and witches. It all but blew my mind!" She exclaimed with an excited smile.

"It's all up to you, but don't make yourself too tired." I smiled softly. My greatest happiness was that the Moon Goddess had chosen for me a good mate like Alpha King. Compared to humans, werewolves were much more loyal. My friends all had a lot of lovers and also changed lovers very quickly, and werewolves were only loyal to their mate for life. Maybe because I was a werewolf, even if I lived in human society, I wouldn't be like my friends.

Because of that, the Lycans were considered inferior by werewolves, who saw them as beasts who had a savage behavior. Werewolves also organized into clans, but usually preferred to live in packs, which were smaller groups of individuals. They had a more urban and contemporary lifestyle, adapting well to the space and time in which they lived. A werewolf was a being of his time, not giving much importance to old traditions and beliefs, the only custom they kept was the belief in the Moon Goddess, who had saved them from certain death imposed by Zeus. Both groups worshipped her and followed her precepts. His social pyramid was also similar, the leader was always an Alpha wolf, and his wife a L

I wonder how far we have gone in the past, if we had shared the bed at all. "Honey, all three of us here are werewolves. We were made for the hunt, few other species can do it better than us and the humans most certainly cannot," he explains to me in one breath. My mouth goes dry from shock. "Werewolves? You mean we can suddenly change from human to wolf?" I ask anxiously. There is silence for a moment. "It's a little complicated. I'm a Lycan and that's an exalted werewolf. You and Esis are ordinary werewolves, only Esis is an Alpha and that's a leader of a pack of wolves. And a wolf's partner is called a mate. We don't choose one ourselves, the Moon Goddess gives us one that suits us perfec

Liam asked. Jackson gestured at the framed picture that sat on Wren’s desk. “Best friend. It didn’t matter how many times I reminded him that I’m gay, he was positive we were having sex whenever that was turned on.” Liam reached up and pulled the picture closer. “She’s a wolf.” He glanced between Wren and Jackson, then back at the picture. “You weren’t…” His voice trailed off. “Nope. Just friends. I’m gay. She’s gay. You can see how that wouldn’t work out.”

I didn't turn and that meant I was human. It was a surprise because that situation was rare. Even though my mother was human, werewolf genes were superior to that of men, so a werewolf always gave birth to a werewolf, but here I was a human amongst wolves, literally. It worsened my situation and everything got worse. My life, however, changed when Throgan came into my life. An heir to a growing business whom I met at one of the few parties I was allowed to attend.

“Labels don't exist here; you can be with whoever you want.” “That's wonderful,” I said in surprise. “I thought that, being native peoples, the situation could be much worse.” The truth was that I had a very gridded structure of what the herd should be. Archer shook his head again. “The Luna goddess, in her wisdom, does not distinguish between sex, race, or color,” Archer said. “The goddess Luna is a believer in love and opportunity. She endowed werewolves with the opportunity to find their ideal mates. She endowed werewolves with the opportunity to find their ideal partners. They are those people who are able to complement you physically and emotionally. They're called mates.”

The packhouse was a distant dream, its cedar warmth miles away; this valley was war, raw and unforgiving, Zane’s red eyes climbing closer, hunger pulsing like the amulet’s warning. Samantha Lykos perched on a granite ledge, her crescent-tipped staff gripped tight, its oak warm, silver tip blazing under the eclipse’s glare, humming with primal fury. Her auburn braid was frayed, strands whipping in the wind, framing green eyes that burned like wildfire, sharp, unyielding, but shadowed with dread—Zane’s pack, fifty strong, their blood-oath a curse she’d end tonight. Her leather vest was torn, blood speckling her arm—not hers, a rogue’s—crescent moon tattoo blazing silver on her collarbone, a be

Bushes, trees and plants surrounding them with an open path filled with dried leaves where Lyra and the chauffeur drove on. Unlike humans, werewolves loved to live in dense forests. After all, they were still part animals. As he drove, she noticed the scenery getting less dense. It was like they were getting to the city. She could see houses surrounded with minimal trees. Tarred roads. It seemed like she was entering the Crescent Pack, the one she had just left. “Woah...” she muttered breathlessly. The high buildings and modern life was a shock to her. She never thought her pack would ever get this civilized. Well, at least not in her time.