Loose Collector Werewolf Novels & Stories

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!

I begin, keeping my voice gentle and contemplative, "on my travels, I’ve come across a strong werewolf pack, a pack that desires peace between species more than anything." Rosalee’s brow furrows as she processes this, her fingers fidgeting with the hem of her shirt. I pause deliberately, giving her time to let the information settle in, ensuring she doesn’t feel rushed or pressured. After a moment, I continue, leaning forward just slightly to close the distance between us. "They believe that true peace is possible, but… they need help. Inside information about the Lycan king’s pack could make all the difference."

The creature was unlike anything Cruella had ever seen all the days of her life around the pack. It wasn’t a typical werewolf, but something twisted, something darker and Stronger. Its fur was a sickly shade of gray, matted and filthy, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural yellow light. The creature’s fangs gleamed in the moonlight, longer and sharper than any wolf’s she had ever seen, and its claws were stained with the blood of something long dead. Liam’s eyes narrowed, the familiar fire of the Alpha flashing in them. “You’re not welcome here, Raze.”

I shrug it off, concentrating on the book in front of me. “The Werewolf Caste System consists of the Alpha, Beta, Delta/Gamma, Healers and Guardians, Warriors (Sentinel, Hunters, Scouts), and Omegas. Everyone in the pack has a role to portray and a responsibility to uphold. The Caste System was designed to ensure the survival of the pack and assume peace and order within.” Survival of the pack…? Does this mean werewolves also tend to invade territories just like how humans colonize other countries? If that happens, then the invaded pack may cease to exist and their territory will be overrun by the invaders.

I was about to lose even my freedom. Rough knocking at the door. "Open up! Pay up!" Debt collectors. I didn't dare make a sound. Curled up on the bed, pretending I wasn't there. "Alexander Blackwood! We know you're in there!" The voices outside grew angrier. "Pay up, or else!" Bang! The door was kicked open. Five burly werewolves stormed in. The leader, a scarred wolf, grinned. "Finally found you." "I... I really don't have any money right now..."

“Say it.” “Say what?” he asked, still trying to come to terms with her accusations. Anger still edged her voice. “You came here with more bad news didn’t you?” Lochlan straightened. “There is one pack.” “Werewolf or vampire?” “Werewolf. As I told you already, werewolves don’t run informal packs. Vampires create massive colonies they call hives where they live together, but werewolves are more nomads.” Lochlan stepped closer to the desk. “The biggest pack of werewolves belongs to Sven.”

A sudden pain washed over them, and suddenly heard a growl on their minds that seemed to shake and rattle their bones. That just lasted for a second, but it is enough for them to have a thought of it. They haven’t even spoken yet, when someone connected a mind link to Gamma Zayev. “Gamma Zayev, some of our warriors suddenly got unconscious at their posts. We concluded that it is after we felt some fort of great mind link by some wolf that sends a sudden pain on all of us,” said one of the warrior werewolves. “Send some mind link to the warriors near the pack house. If there are any that are not affected, send them to the areas guarded by the fainted warriors. And bring our unconscious warrio

"What else do you, I've killed for you already, find whatever shitty objects you're looking for, I think I'm done already" "Remember our deal Mr Shane, you do what I want and in exchange I let you stay in my City and protect you from your Father's Pack, I think that is clear already". "Maybe I've come to point of finding out what you're up to, what werewolves want with The Collector's Stone, Are you waging war with Witches again cos the moment they find out you're messing with their things they'll stormed this city to find out what the werewolves are cooking up ". Shane said.

This was because of a wolf tried to attack her one time, though she never mentions the reason to Sylar. Colsin: A teenage werewolf with black hair and golden eyes. He's kind of childish when it comes to hunts and really enjoys them, getting excited at the idea of chase. He helped Sylar get to town to find Amelia and doesn't mind helping others do things. He's a great protector and doesn't seem to mind vampires or other supernatural creatures but hates the idea of getting in trouble with his master and his alpha. If he thinks he could get in serious trouble, he refuses to do it. His wolf form is a medium sized black wolf with golden eyes. He was born a werewolf but his parents were turned, an

Louis said. *** “We need to know who they are before we make them disappear” Wendy said to Jordan who just made one person disappear without any questions. “Ohh.. Forgot that” he said and they continued trying too fight the imposters that seemed to be everywhere around the room while the others went around the pack house closing every entrance and exit to make sure none of the we're able to come in and none be able to live. “Jordan, they’ve started killing pack members with a pinkish powder that seems only lethal to werewolves” Tasha said as she ran into the room panicking.