Lost Tapes Werewolf Novels & Stories

They tracked the rogue werewolf to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. “Ready?” Brian whispered. Alex nodded. They burst into the warehouse, their movements fluid and synchronized. The rogue werewolf snarled, its eyes blazing with fury. Brian took point, dodging the werewolf’s claws. Alex struck from behind, his claws slicing through fur and flesh. The werewolf collapsed, defeated. Brian pried out a claw, holding it aloft. “Proof of our worth,” Alex said, grinning... Victor’s lair bustled with activity when they arrived.

After the flirtatious conversation, we heard rustling sounds of clothes and unzipping. Flora looked stunned as if she had seen a ghost, and my temples began to ache. 'What a horrible time to be here!" Flora looked curious. She parted the leaves and tugged at my sleeve, gesturing for me to look. The two of us held our breath and silently peeked out. A she-wolf and a werewolf were standing in an intimate position. They had almost taken off all their clothes. "Oh… Kiss me hard!" the she-wolf growled as if she couldn't take it any longer.

******* *****CASSANDRA'S POV******** I gallantly cut off Stylo's head, and the other werewolves in the room were taken aback and reacted with a collective gasp as they witnessed the ghastly scene. Talleyrand remained silent, fixated on the gruesome fate that had befallen his partner in crime.

James asked, crossing his arms around his chest. “Well, the trap didn’t go as planned, did it now, James? They outnumbered us and even though we beat them, we only caught his little lackeys, not to mention that Lily disappeared. I didn’t see the other werewolf, the one like you, anywhere, but he’s always been in the middle,” Tony argued, and James had to admit he had a point.

"When you get to a certain age as a wolf, it's a rite of passage to experience it. I guess kind of like a human's sixteenth birthday or maybe their twenty-first. They do it so we understand what it's like in case we ever encounter it." "And there's nothing that can help?" "It's like an LSD trip...just gotta make it out of it." "Taken a lot of that?" She teased as I chuckled. Despite a night of hell, she was still able to make me laugh. There was something sweet about that. "Maybe if I did, I would have been a bit less uptight when we met." She grinned before standing up against the bars, now looking down at me.

Tara whispers, and Clare shushes her. “Some of my subjects took that as an invitation to take my life, the life of my husband, the lives of loyal werewolves and thralls.IMe on the screen pauses, gazing steely and assured into the camera. “They succeeded in killing five of their fellow werewolves. twenty-seven thralls. Thralls who have served this pack loyally for nearly a millennium.

"Dig into Mia Sadler. Track her recent movements, including who she's met and what she's said. Leave nothing out." Clyde hesitated for a beat, but catching the murderous look in Eric's eyes, he snapped to it. "Yes, Alpha Eric." Clyde worked fast. Before three days had passed, a detailed report landed on Eric's desk. Inside were photos of Mia meeting a werewolf in a coffee shop. They clung to each other, openly affectionate. They were clearly more than friends. Eric recognized him. He was Todd Winthrop, the Rogue the pack had cast out years ago.

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

He's out for revenge. The gamma and beta looked at each other with uncertainty. They knew their Alphas were communicating telepathically, as they stared into space. A few seconds later, Callan turned to Xavier. “Any update about Oculus?” “We saw traces of blood and a human's bracelet in the human border a few days ago. It was the blood of a human. But there were no traces of a body. Only this bracelet.” He brought out a small thick transparent bag containing a silver bracelet. Werewolves had a weak spot which was silver. Silver can be used to make a werewolf weak or die through excess skin contact. Thankfully, Xavier had placed it inside a thick bag.

Vladimir assured her with a kind smile and then stood. “As you all know, vampires don’t always get along with others,” he continued, his voice steady. “I strive for peace, but it’s a hard path. I know you, my King, and your Beta, went to the Dark Forest Pack for docs about wolves with powers. So, here’s my token of trust. I want to work together.” He moved to a pile of boxes, opening one and revealing ancient scrolls. “More books and scrolls, mainly about powers—vampire and otherwise. I didn’t collect or read them, but I figured you might need them, especially with a wolf trying to start a war.” He handed a book to Dad.