Lupin As Werewolf Novels & Stories

"I told you to be discreet about it, Honey! Why did you go straight to the point?!" Leandre puts his palm on his forehead. "No point hiding about it now, then. Yes, it's because of my mate. No, she's not part of this pack. She doesn't know about supernatural creatures and that she's a werewolf herself." "What? But you said she's a werewolf. How'd you know she's a werewolf?" Luna Cassandra asks her son while pouring him a glass of water. "She smelled like one?" Leandre answers but it sounded more like a question to his parents.

I noticed that Oliver was slowly losing strength, so I quickly closed my eyes again, connecting with nature around me to find an effective weapon against the werewolves. After just a few seconds, it came to me - aconite, also known as wolf's weed, was harmful to werewolves. I was sure it was Mother Nature herself that reminded me of this plant, so I thanked the forest spirits. Then I folded my arms and, with eyes still closed, even though the sounds of fighting terrified me, I tried to focus on creating what I intended. Very soon I felt the power flow from my heart to my hands, and then aconite vines began to develop within it.

I try to contact Derric but he doesn't answer either. "You can try shifting pup but you won't be able to. I just injected you with wolfsbane." He has a menacing glint in his eyes. He starts laughing and walks away. That is going to be a big problem. You see wolfsbane is the kind of drug that puts your wolf to sleep for an extended period of time. The time is depended on how much wolfsbane you have been given. It also cuts you off from your pack and to sum it up it basically makes you human.

"What's the big deal anyways? It's not like he can't have cocoa." Cocoa powder cake?! That's freaking worse! I need help. The only person who can help me right now is Kevin. But I'd have to tell him the truth. I have to risk Lupus's secret in order to save him. "Okay, look." I sighed. I can't believe I'm doing this. "Lupus is... He's not human." "What?" He stared at me still half asleep. "He's a werewolf." *

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

Lolita fixed her gaze on Kurah as if she was an alien. She knew her friend was special, but she never imagined that she was this special. The most confusing thing is that she has also turned into a werewolf, just like Kurah. She just can't explain how it happened, and as much as she hates to admit it, she is just like Alpha Gavin now. This is the highest height of shock that Lolita has ever encountered in her short life. Right now, she hates Alpha Gavin so much, only for her to become one of what he is. The similarity irks her to no end.

of his mind his wolf, his other half, spoke up, his concern evident in is tone as he spoke to Alpha Lane through their bond "Alpha," the wolf's voice echoed in Alpha Lane's mind, its tone tinged with concern. "You're treading a dangerous path. If you continue down this road, you will fail. You will die." Alpha Lane said to his wolf, his expression resolute. "I appreciate your concern, old friend, but I can not turn back now. I have to win. I have to claim Adriana as my own." The wolf's voice filled with agitation. "Adriana is not yours to claim. She is a free person, a wildflower that can not be tethered by the likes of you. And your obsession with her will only lead to your downfall."

the glowing and fun loving aunt was gone. “Why do you say that?” I asked politely. “Oh dear don’t you know the prophecy?” Hannah’s mom approached me and caressed my back. “What prophecy?” “A Lycan and a werewolf can never have a happy ending. Only misery, pain and blood will follow. The weak one always ends up losing their life in the marriage. And we all know that between a Lycan and a werewolf whose wolf does not obey her, who is the weak one.” “I know that prophecy.” I stated.

He was a poker face as he controlled himself not to wheeze. “Thank you, sir, nice wig and costume. Are you roleplaying Kaneki Ken? Or the vampire Zero? Those contact lenses of yours were really cool. Did you buy them from Lenscon? That was a professional contact lese designer, that’s where we buy ours!” the one in green and from head to toe asked him. He just nodded and smiled awkwardly. They really thought that he was just cosplaying. “By the way, speaking of Lenscon, do you−“

They are hanging loosely off his hips. "Have you figured it out yet Maggie?" as he reaches out to feel my forehead. "Figures what out?" He lets a small laugh out "You are a late bloomer. You are known as Lupus werewolf. You get your wolf on the first full moon of your 29th Birth year. You are a rare breed but to be one of the strongest of wolves out there."