My Pet Werewolf Novels & Stories

"What is the veritable monster to you? Werewolves are kinda creepy in these movies, but the ones in Twilight? I'd take one of those as a pet any day!" Su rolled from laughing at my joke. Patting the floor as she got her bearings back, she responded. "A pet!? That's funny. You forget they're still people!" I pointed a twizzler at her, and mentioned, "Yeah, but if I get a handsome male wolf imprinted on me, he's gonna have to be my pet for a bit. Just cause!" Opal and Su roared with laughter. Tears fell from Su's eyes as she tried to stop choking on the saliva she inhaled.

Pet offered. "When the moon is next full, please," I said. I knew that a werewolf's other self was precious, almost sacred. I would not order her to show me. "If you want. Only if you want me to see." "I can say no?" Pet asked. "You can," I said. "I… may need to think about it, Sire," Pet said. "That is acceptable. There is no rush. If you do not show me now, you may choose to show me later. Or not," I said.

He imagined himself undressing the two women, caressing their naked bodies and doing all acts he wanted on their exquisite bodies. The prison guard repeated his question, this time, louder, for Lord Avide to hear him. This disrupted his reverie. He got slapped by Lord Avide. “Disobedient.” The prison guard said his apologies. “Serve them raw and spoiled meat.” “Alright, Sire.” Raw and spoiled meats are thrown inside each of the werewolves’ prison cells. “You are a werewolf, half-human, half dog?” Elizabeth asked her her nearby prison mate. “Yes, I am. We are half-wolves, but we do not harm humans. We are wronged. We are all innocent. How can children can eat human meat? The children in our p

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

Her face turns slightly red. "Are you a witch?" Emira asks, studying Petra. "No. I'm a werewolf from the Mystic Moonlighters pack. We have magic. Watch this." Petra starts glowing a sparkly gold. The room suddenly has what appears to be stars falling all around us. The pups come out and run around, trying to catch them as they laugh. Seth and Emira smile as Chase joins them and starts giggling. "This was just an example. I have caused every pack member in other packs to feel excruciating pain. I can put them to sleep or make them freeze in place. It all depends on what I feel is appropriate."

The full moon illuminated the scene, casting an eerie, silver glow upon the tragedy unfolding before our eyes. Amidst the chaos, the colossal monster turned its attention towards me, its eyes burning with an ancient malevolence. The anguished cries of our allies continued to echo in the background as it spoke, its voice a chilling growl that reverberated through the night. "You cannot defeat me, Melvin," it snarled, its voice carrying a haunting resonance. "No matter how many allies your wolf may bring, I am the perfect definition of an immortal werewolf. I cannot be killed. Your feeble attempts to stop me will be in vain."

As I absorbed Freda's answer, a newfound sense of empowerment blossomed within me. Freda's voice softened, filled with compassion. "But it's not just the physical aspect that defines werewolves. They possess a deep bond with their pack, a sense of unity and loyalty that transcends mere friendship. The pack becomes their family, their support system, providing a sanctuary where they can truly be themselves, accepted and understood."

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.