Morph X Wolverine Novels & Stories

His form was certainly one-of-a-kind…and utterly terrifying. Contrary to the wolf shifters, his wolf form was not quadrupedal. It was a cross between a man and a wolf, making him walk upright using his two feet instead of four. His spine was morphed and extended to form his tail while his face became a canine muzzle with long jagged teeth. His black fur was sparsely distributed throughout his body, yet his face and neck featured a mane. And if this wasn’t enough, his mouth was foaming like a rabid beast with bloody red eyes staring at everyone.

It was Tyler Wolfe. He didn't look like a wolf anymore. He looked like a nightmare. His skin was translucent, showing the grey, stony substance of the Aegis serum beneath the surface. His eyes were a burning, fractured red. He was the ultimate New Breed, a perfect fusion of wolf DNA and human chemistry.

He was no longer merely a man consumed by anger but a werewolf driven by an animalistic fury. Gideon's reaction was instantaneous, a mix of determination and recognition. He knew that he had no choice but to match Yorgan's transformation. His body began to shift as well, a process that was both painful and exhilarating. His eyes glowed a vibrant gold, his muscles rippled and expanded, his bones realigned, and his skin was replaced by thick, dark fur. His face elongated into a powerful muzzle filled with deadly teeth. He too had become a werewolf, the Alpha, a majestic and fearsome being, a symbol of power and dominance.

"Witness my evolution into a being much stronger than a darned werewolf! With the blood of the Darklings and a Royal Vampire, I shall become stronger! Enough to defeat you all and take what is rightfully mine! This coupled with your power will make me unstoppable! I will take over the world!" He declared loudly before he stuck the needle in his neck, the dark liquid disappearing into his body as veins stretched across his skins, mirroroing whatever substance he had put into himself. It was silent only for a moment before the cracking of bones began and his groans of pain resounded through the forest. He began to morph, shift into something more sinsiter as his wolf melded into his human form

I know that he can shift, but I don’t want to consider that option because Ajax wouldn’t consider revealing that he is a werewolf, would he? I can only watch in utter shock when Ajax lunges and morphs into a werewolf when going for Max’s throat. Max was momentarily astonished but managed to dodge a critical blow by ducking out of the way before fully morphing himself. His whole body is now covered with gray fur, while his face changes shape to that of a wolf. Max is already tall but when he turns into his lycan form, he becomes taller, standing almost seven feet and almost touching the ceiling. Max managed to recover from his temporary shock of seeing another wolf like me and made a swipe to

The sounds of wolves howling and growling echoed in the forest as I ran away from them. “You can’t run away from me Annette!” Xavier’s voice boomed into my ears. “You think you can get away with lying to me?! I don’t think so!” He continued to yell. Unable to see the forest floor, I tripped on an elevated root, causing me to fall face first on the ground. A snake slithered over my arms. As I looked up the snake was climbing up Xavier’s arm until it seemed to vanish into him. Xavier’s red glowing eyes met mine as he began to morph into his monstrous self.

Morrigan insisted. Athena didn’t dispute her statement, her mind shifting elsewhere. Did the Moon Goddess give her a second-chance mate? With her ex-mate’s brother? And what was that about…? “Morrigan, do you know anything about a werewolf shapeshifting?” “We are shapeshifters,” Morrigan responded, confused. “No, I mean… a werewolf changing to another human.” “Taking on another face?” “Yes. Only this wasn’t just about the face. Everything about him changed. Hair colour. Even his height.”

Liam smirked, approaching me. He jerked me up by using my hair while I let out a soft whimper "This is just me carrying out my dare" A growl that shook the mansion was heard, Xavier squeezed his eyes shut and when he flicked his eyes open, his eyes were pitch black! Extremely darkened! He stood rigid on the stairs as his knees reversed direction and the cracking sound of bones was heard. Dark fur sprouted from his body as his face changed shape and the wolf's muzzle extended out in front of him. The clothes he had on tore as the size of his body increased.

Cameron, Colby, and Devon wolves were fighting valiantly, teeth bared, and fur stained with the blood of the enemy. Without a moment's hesitation, Xavier shifted into his powerful wolf, giving full control to Exodus. Muscles rippled beneath his fur. He lunged at a rogue, his jaws clamping down on flesh, tearing a piece away. Yet, shock flickered across his face as he witnessed the wound heal within seconds. It was unnatural, defying the laws even of werewolf healing. This wasn't normal. A normal werewolf took at least a few minutes to heal with any kind of wound. And Xavier had literally pulled out a piece of flesh from the rogue's skin. Yet it healed like nothing happened. There had to be m