Monster High Wolf Guy Novels & Stories

Frank said excitedly as the rest of his family walked in. Melnyk noticed the people in the house, he knew they were not just ordinary people, he took notice of a man that seemed as the same age as his father, this man was a werewolf, he was dressed in elegance and his grey eyes stood out. This visitor had a blond son that sat on Melnyk's chair in the dining area, he seemed to be his age mate. Melnyk walked over “Good afternoon sir,” Melnyk greeted him with a bow.

, he added with a smirk, as though he knew some big secret that I didn’t know. Who is this guy? “Thanks”, I replied, scooching up on to my usual spot. “I’m Chase”, he said, breaking the silence of my usually peaceful spot. “Hi”, I replied, still a little apprehensive about this guy and more than a little curious as to how he ended up here. He’s not in our pack. I would have remembered that face. And he didn’t smell rogue. If he were, I would have been dead already. I train, but my wolf’s smaller than normal so…. That would be hit or miss (most likely miss, because he was tall with broad shoulders and solid).

I looked in that direction and saw someone approaching us. “Who are you?” I demanded. As he walked towards us, I realized it wasn’t just a man. The shadow of his figure divided to reveal a wolf at his side. Once close enough to make out the details of the man and wolf, I was startled. I didn’t recognize him, but his wolf looked exactly like Eclipse. The man was about my height, thin, with almost white blonde hair, dressed like he’d just walked out of the 1920s. “Miles Bailey Blackburn. The first eclipse wolf of Steelcrest.” He introduced himself, touching his wolf’s neck.

If yes, nod, please, - I nodded diligently, - and you can answer yourself, just press the red button on the screen, say the phrase and the application will translate it for me. He stepped closer and handed me the phone. I sat down on a bench and nodded to him that he, too, could sit down, only now having already seen him: he looks about thirty years old, a burning brunette with an open, very beautiful smile. He is shorter than Maxim (do you have to compare him with someone?), but rather muscular and sniffing carefully, I realized that he is also a werewolf! This is already good, although there is no need to hide. - Hi. Yes, you guessed it - I'm from Russia. My name is Wallia, - she spoke int

She was crying so hard she could barely make out his features other than the mop of black hair on top of his head. "Shhh, Rebecca if you can't have children it's OK, my wolf says you are my mate. We're meant to be together, cubs or not." His wolf insisted she was wrong. She could have children. Trey tried to explain to his wolf there must be something she knows that they didn't and they'd just have to deal with it. But his wolf was insistent. She could have cubs, he knew it.

The devil will forever remain evil, and monsters will always have a dark heart. Just as the wolf was about to pounce, a figure appeared out of the shadow. His big body covered me just when the wolf was about to attack me, and then he faced the animal with his arms outstretched. The wolf hesitated, growling and snarling, but it didn't dare to advance. Asher spoke to the wolf in a low, soothing voice, and slowly, the wolf backed away. “You, you're a monster, you should have let me die,” I screamed at him with shaking breaths while hitting him repeatedly on the chest.

“Welcome everyone. You are here today because you will turn 21 this year. At the age of 21 everyone is developed enough to transform into wolf form. For some, it will automatically happen on their birthday. For others, it takes some more effort. Sometimes exercises like meditation can help to find your inner wolf and on rare occasions, a traumatic event is needed. It can happen that the wolf needs to be triggered because of a traumatic event in the past. But no need to worry about that because only 5 percent of the wolves have problems transforming. Today we will talk about the transformation itself. What you can expect and how it will feel.” Lola listened carefully to the rest of the lectur

There’s only the monster that he felt he should be like, powered by the spirit that he corrupted. Alpha Salvatore smiles at me, showing his sharp fangs. I couldn’t help but notice how much he looks like Alessio but at the same time how different he is. Chills run down my spine as he leisurely gets close, and even though I’m scared to death right now, I come forward, ready to block him from attacking. However, he just raises his hand as a signal. For a second I thought that he’s just motioning his wolves to calm down, but then, as soon as he points his finger up, they all attack at once.

He embraces me with care, but I walk further. No time for swooning. In the corner of my eye, I can see him smiling like a puppy. He lies down on the couch and wants to pull me in, but I sit on the floor, leaving our hands intertwined. "What's going on?" I plead for answers, and I can see the struggle in his eyes. "Koray is my wolf. I'm Alpha Xavion Moon from the Silver Mist pack. You could say I'm a werewolf," he says with so much casualty, it's not what I was expecting. I let him continue, curiosity killing the cat.

My wolf spoke, simultaneously. "Oh! Jinx." I replied. "You're dumb to having not known." "Oh, Shut up! Even you didn't know." I scoffed at his choice of words. "We share the same brain." "Sadly." He quickly blocked me before I could make a remark. Jerk. "Right! I knew that." I pretended, folding my arms and focusing on Alpha Gray who was looking like a snack. No, like for real. He was dressed in red and dark green pants which reminded me of Watermelon.