Life Of A Werewolf Novels & Stories

West said. “Look closely at me, you have seen me before. Maybe you will not remember now, but you definitely will remember. I'm sorry I had to do this, it is just a warning, if you want to live, don’t get involved in this, steer clear from the werewolves and you will be saved.” Fred said.

______ Harper lay on the bed, nervously watching as the healer examined her. "Alright, Harper. You can sit up now," Scarlett said. "Scarlett, how is it? Are you able to feel my wolf?" Harper asked expectantly. "Not yet," Scarlett shook her head, "but I think she may be dormant in some corner of your consciousness. You see, if a werewolf truly loses their wolf, they have a maximum of ten years to live, as the wolf is their sole life force." Harper bit her lower lip and asked urgently, "Do you know a way to awaken my wolf? I'm willing to try anything!"

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...

I kept from rolling my eyes because the question was harmless, even if naive. “First off, we are big proponents of the sanctity of all life forms. We don’t run around biting humans to turn them into werewolves. I was born a werewolf, and I live in, or should I say lived in, a pack with my parents and other pack members. Only in rare instances, when a werewolf discovers they have a human mate, do we ever mark someone who is not one of our own kind. But even in those cases, the chances of the human being blessed with a wolf of their own are very slim,” I shared. “But that is an extremely rare occurrence, since we really don’t have a lot of human contact to be honest,” I added. “So are there ot

Since childhood, the council elders had always warned us to stay far from that mountain. “How do you know more than me, and I’m the werewolf here?” “I’ve lived nearly a thousand years. How could I not know?” She rolled her leafy eyes at me. “So… let’s say, hypothetically… hypothetically I want him to be my donor. Is that possible?” “Huh? What!” There came another scream, and I had to slap a hand over her mouth again. “Quiet! Don’t let anyone hear you!”

Thorne POV My throat lurched as I felt another pack member lose her life again. That was the third person dying in just two days. The kingdom has a pack too, it’s the pack where the kingdom decided to take as its own. It shouldn’t be so weird if three people died within the space of two days, especially for a pack as large as this. But werewolves don’t just die like that. We mostly die during wars. There’s rarely any reason for anyone to die naturally.

“I hate my life!” It wasn't funny, but I laughed out loud. She shot a glance at me and started to laugh as well, taking a seat on the floor in front of me. Beta Bernard asked, “Who's in there with you?” “Dad, meet Narah,” she yelled, “Narah, meet dad.” Even though Beta Bernard and I couldn't see each other, he said hello. Giggling, I replied, “Nice to meet you too.” I was so elated to see Corolla. Werewolves are known to have long lifespans and don't age like humans. Because of that, nobody had aged since I died eighteen years ago.

Reginald Caine. He was ninety years old and in perfect condition. If he took great care of his health, he could live for another twenty years. Werewolves were blessed with long life. But unfortunately the dangerous world of the wolf didn’t allow many to live that long. Fights, bloodshed, sabotage, betrayal, everything all leading to death. It could be a savage existence. For the ones who chose that path.

“Are you crazy? Are you asking for our Alpha's death?” An angered elder yelled out at Savannah, who didn't seem to care. “Yes. You want him to stab his own and wolf's heart? That's just telling him to end his own life.” Another elder added, but Savannah didn't seem to budge. It is well known that a werewolf’s life belongs in his wolf’s heart. To kill a werewolf, you have to take out his wolf's heart and destroy it.

At college, meeting Liam and Zain and having Wren… He was just himself. Never again. Never. After this, he was done being anything besides who he wanted to be. After today… He was done. He wasn’t going to wait until the end of break. They were done with this entire country after this day. “Oh, my wolf is coming up. You remember him from the auction, right?” Warrick sounded vaguely interested. Like whatever happened with his wolf was of no concern.