Lupin As Werewolf Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, the Lupin Pack, known for its magic and healers, was led by Alpha Lili Aubert. As for the Lykos Pack, we were known for our political maneuver as well as our economic power. Another aspect we were known for was our strong horde of warriors although our warriors weren't as powerful as the warriors of the Varg Pack. Still, it was enough to show other creatures that we werewolves weren't someone to be messed with.

I made myself think it through very carefully. The most essential quality of our lupine heritage was not about turning into a wolf, but instead the mental connections that make a pack a Pack. No werewolf was ever truly alone, not even those who were banished and had their markings removed. Not even those who turned their back on their ancestors. Not even those wolves with a Human parent.

“Well, Rapunzel's mother was not the only one who had drank the medicine made up of those magical flowers. At the same time, one of the Luna in that period was terribly sick and she had drunk the same medicine during her pregnancy and then the pup born from her had the first golden wolf. And that wolf had the power to heal others.” I kept my palm over my mouth and started shaking. I tried…I really tried to stop myself from laughing at her words but I failed miserably. “Hahahha…you…you mean to…s..say…th..att…my..wolff..i..is…o.oneee…of..t..hose kinds.”, I hardly completed a sentence and laughed like a maniac.

Liam’s voice interrupted my thoughts. I shifted my position in the chair so that I was facing him. Real animals were never part of the tests, as we used alternative methods for experimentation. It was something I adamantly refused to consider. We combined werewolf blood and our female blood to create small, fierce beasts. The legend spoke of a mysterious creature called Gwyllwolf that could only be created by combining our blood with certain other substances, known only to my scientists.

“Did you try sniff…” “Enough, Mr. Willie!” Susan lashed out in anger. She didn’t want her son to get involved. “I told you he’s on medication.” Lucas’ face looks disoriented and confused. ‘What medication is mom talking about?’ he thought to himself. “Well,” he switches his gaze at Mr. Willie, “I tried to sniff to catch Alicia’s scent but I couldn’t.” A werewolf could fail to catch up with the scent of anyone they desire to find if only the person is covered with wolfbane plant or have the plant liquid substance of the wolfbane injected into the person. This alone would make a werewolf not sniff the person out.

“We have a more serious matter to look into right now. First of all, what kind of creatures are these? They do not quite look like us.” “I suspect that they are Nikjin’s minions,” said Monah, the general of Vak’s warriors. “From the little intelligence that I have been able to gather from my spies, your brother’s army of evil werewolves is a distorted version of our kind.” Vak sighed. “I thought that the rumors were just embellished to scare us, but it seems like they may be true. These beasts have unnatural strength and if it had not been for our numbers, they could have overpowered us and killed us all.”

“I’m sorry to disturb you, but I found out what was in the mixture the Luna got poisoned with.” “What was it?” “A mixture of wolfsbane, nightshade and nighthowl.” Three of the most deadly plants known to werewolves. Together they make a poison called wolfkiller. There’s no cure.” A single tear trickled down my cheek. “She’ll survive. Don’t worry, doc. Isabella is a fighter.” She bows her head and leaves me to my thoughts.

"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.

That was Aion and his mate. When it had happened, it had caused such a stir that the pack had refused to let her in the building even. No matter what Roman’s father or Roman said. That’s because Aion’s mate wasn’t another werewolf, or even a witch. Aion’s mate was a vampire. Lucille West.

To conceal the truth. In the moonlit forest, Lucius lay half awake as the green eyed wolf silently approached him, his eye reflecting wisdom and empathy. The wolf's presence was mysterious as he communicated wordlessly, a plea echoing through the silent night. A feeling of dejavu hit him. The wolf seemed eeringly familiar but his senses were numb. As the moon reached it's zenith, an overwhelming sensation consumed him. His form shifted, muscles contorting as he experienced the primal transformation into a majestic werewolf.