Lion Werewolf Novels & Stories

Lily The wolf stared at her. A long, ropey tongue slithered out of its jaws and licked its lips. Lily held her breath. It was bigger than any wolf she’d ever seen – bigger even than Elijah, an Alpha. Auburn fur shone like blood in the moonlight. Slowly, with oozing arrogance, its lips pulled back from its teeth into a sadistic, canine grin. Lily took a tiny step backwards. She kept her eyes on the werewolf, her heart thundering in her chest. Blood raced past her ears, and every sound, every crunch of the undergrowth beneath her shifting weight, was magnified.

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

The wolf roared angrily at Linda, thrust its claws into her chest and growled menacingly, baring its sharp teeth. “Enough, stop!” snapped Aryadi, in an instant he turned into a black wolf and pounced back at the red wolf. Linda got up again with black blood seeping between the fronts of her clothes. As she was about to attack for the umpteenth time, the remaining witches finally stopped the vampire woman's actions with magic like a few minutes ago, as well as wolf-shifter Aryadi. Rokan Allegro took a deep breath, pushing out the wood and marble shards on his back with his strength until they fell. “Take them both to the prison ward,” he muttered, enduring the pain in his body.

Lancelot uttered with a little tension in his voice. Lucian quickly called out his people in the mansion and Raven too. All of his employees are mostly werewolf and some are humans. The party was over but they remained in the venue. They all shifted into werewolves. All of them are gray and their canines were very sharp and pointed. They're a type of Canids family that was bigger than the normal size of a wolf unlike the Lycans, they're a humanoid type wolf. They are also stronger and clever than the Canids family.

"I'm sorry, Lyon, but I don't understand. What do you mean? I'm your mate? Are you trying to confess your love to me?" "No." "Then, what?" His cold expression made me feel cornered. Annoying. "I hope you're someone I can trust to keep my identity. I'm a werewolf, and you're my mate who will become my Luna. I'm an Alpha from the Black Fire pack." I was speechless. Werewolf? How could such imaginary creatures exist in the modern world like this? "Well, Lyon, I don't know if you're a guy who likes to joke. I thought you--"

Lyall growled harshly. “Easy… I didn’t come here to fight or cause trouble,” the witch said. Lyall looked at him with a searching gaze. His hair was long past his shoulders, her clothes resembled a long black dress, and she wore a black cloak as well. But the witch was a man. A hybrid wolf approached and growled at him. Lyall turned and growled too. Lyall turned to the witch and growled, demanding that he leave. Lyall attacked the hybrid wolf. The hybrid wolves weren’t as strong as the Rogues. They were strong as vampires but not as wolves, so Lyall was able to defeat them easily.

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.

But the most important of all, is the new message that his sister, Rylie, got. Rylie is a special case of a werewolf, with its special role of being an oracle. They’ve discovered about this when an 8 year old Rylie suddenly talked about having a dream of a creature which she can’t see, and its message that has been passed to Rylie. ‘The true bloodline shall prevail. 8 years from now, the throne will be back to its roots. And shall not be dethroned again by a stained blood line. ’

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

The messages were chaotic, filled with fear. The man who had been initially furious and roaring had gotten into a fight with several other werewolves over a decent-looking cave on the third level. He had barely won and swaggered into his chosen cave. Then, a terrifying roar echoed out, followed by the sounds of bones cracking and being devoured. A half-man, half-wolf creature with giant, burning,crazy flames in its eyes appeared at the cave entrance, licking blood and flesh from its muzzle. A Gamma warrior, the moment he stepped into a cave on the tenth level, seemed to see something absolutely terrifying. His Lunar Fear instantly shot to 100, and he collapsed, his body melting and dissipati