Lion Werewolf Novels & Stories

"I am Adolphus, son of the leader of the Alpha pack of werewolves and I need no one to question my identity!" He roared in deep rage, his teeth elongated and became pointy and so terrifying to gaze at. His ears become longer as his appearance turned into a wolf, His eyes facing Lilia's terror eyes as she shivered in fear.

Taking the book I start to read its contexts; The gray wolf pack can shift into a different type of werewolf known as a Lycan, these Lycan can use a high pitch charm that lures their fated mate towards them, his mate can’t resist the charm of their gray wolf, but only can one gray wolf reject their fated mate will they lose this ability.

He said watching the wolf … Cyrus … the whole time and still trying to get loose from me. “Oh you mean before as in after you kidnapped her the first time?” I asked him. His features turned to horror as he looked at me… putting two and two together. “You’ve got pet wolves dude??” He screeched. I laughed again and let go of him. That’s when Lorenzo came out of the woods. And Lorenzo is a fucking monster. We are all big wolves. But Lo makes about three of a regular werewolf. Plus he’s pitch black.. with glowing red eyes. He looks like pure evil coming at you.

“Yes.” I let out a short, breathless laugh that held zero humor. “So let me get this straight—wolves are real, I’m apparently one of them, I can talk to voices in my head, someone tried to kill me… and now you’re telling me vampires are just… out there too?” Luka didn’t react to my spiraling. He just watched me carefully. “They don’t play by the same rules we do,” he said. “Some of them follow the laws. Most don’t.”

Her thoughts were abruptly interrupted as the wolf sprang at her from the side. With swift reflexes, she reacted by pressing her body flat against the ground, just as a ferocious roar erupted from the very direction she had been heading. The wolf landed gracefully beside her, its eyes revealing a blend of apprehension and curiosity as it caught sight of the newcomer. A lion, with its mane resembling a breathtaking cascade of golden wheat that framed the massive head of the newcomer like a regal crown, advanced with a quiet grace. Its sleek and agile body moved stealthily, each step a calculated stride as it stalked its prey. With unparalleled agility, the lion leaped forward, swiftly locking

Turning to Giovanni, Isabella mustered the courage to pose her question once more, her voice trembling with uncertainty. "Giovanni, did I... Did I just have intimate relations with a wild creature, with a wolf, and not a human?" Giovanni's gaze softened as he met Isabella's fearful eyes. After a brief pause, he nodded slowly, acknowledging the truth. "Yes, Isabella. The creature you encountered, the one we shared that intimate connection with, was indeed a werewolf."

They were confident and composed, while I was a jittery mess, trying to remember everything I had learned in the past few days. One girl was asked, "Who was the first werewolf to ever exist?" She answered, "Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, the king of Arcadia." Her answer was met with nods of approval from the council and the other competitors. Another girl was asked, "What are the three forms that werewolves can take?" She confidently answered, "The human form, the wolf form, and the hybrid form." The council nodded in agreement, and I could feel my stomach churning with nerves.

Alex opened his eyes, even though it was only lit by the light from the moon coming in through my bedroom window I could still see the color of his eyes. "What are they doing?" "Ah ... Werewolves are creatures that need a pack, just like a pack. And sometimes not having a pack can make the werewolf a little frustrated to the point of going crazy, rogues often attack pack members, even injure them. They are dangerous, Cara. Sometimes they even form herd of fellow rogues to attack the pack." Alex yawned as he finished explaining it to me, his face looking very tired. "Oh ... " I replied while yawning, "I have to go to school tomorrow, I guess I should continue my sleep."

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

I thought in my mind looking at their curious gazes. Just when I was about to reply, a howl rang out in the night air. Everyone turned in time to see two black werewolves about to get into a fight. I recognize Leon's wolf instantly by the color of his eyes. His wolf was also bigger than the other one and much scarier than the latter. Seeing the two, I knew the other wolf wouldn't stand a chance to win. “Why are they fighting?” I asked, perplexed. Izzy leaned over and whispered. “It's a werewolf way of claiming a pack. You need to defeat the Alpha before the rest of the wolves surrender and follow their new Alpha.”