My Pet Werewolf Novels & Stories

Before she left, she said, "You should at least read 'Werewolf 101'. Rogues are not like pets. When they obey someone as their master, they act like you're their only hope. Those who have just been expelled become even more attached especially." I gave it a thought. Other than howling at night and staring at people, Ethan did not seem to have any real problems. Not to mention he was so capable too, so I did not think much of it. But one night, when I got up to go to the toilet, I saw him on the balcony. He was howling softly at the moon with his wolf ears and tail fully exposed. Moonlight poured over him, and he looked like a wolf trapped in the human world all alone.

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

I imagined the side door of my house in my head. Unlike in the cabin, where I had pictured throwing it wide open, this time I opened the door slowly. 'Please come forward. Please. Please. Please wolf. Please introduce yourself to our Luna and Alpha.' I begged my wolf. I didn't want to disappoint my parents. I didn't want to embarrass our pack.

It is just that an incident had happened in the past that made us keep them away. We used to have a dog. A beautiful golden retriever and he was the happiest pet there ever was. We all loved him and he had grown on us. The thing is that at some point, we became actual werewolves and were struggling with controlling our transformation. One day, Peter has just transformed and not being able to recognise anyone, he has turned on Charlie, our pet. Nothing was said about it and we all made this decision to keep pets away from us until we gained control. But the funny thing is that we got used to not having any which was why there was none.

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

Garrit comes into the lobby. “Didn’t you say the girl is living with three boys?” asks Carl. “Yes.” “Who is this third boy who you didn’t see around the house very often?” “Blonde hair. Not a vampire.” “Of course, because he is a werewolf.” “So, how do you plan to get to him?” Asks Luther. “Kidnap someone from the house again?” “Yes, because that worked out so well last time,” Carl says irritably. “I can do it this time,” says Garrit.

Lupu gestured for me to step inside the room, and as I hesitated, my eyes caught a disturbing sight: a creature resembling a wolf, but chained to the wall. Its eyes glinted with a wild, feral intelligence, and its fur was matted and scarred. I shouted without thinking, "What kind of wolf is that?" but the words barely escaped my mouth. Mr. Lupu looked at me calmly and replied, "That is no wolf, John. That is a werewolf," his voice steady but tinged with an ominous undertone.

“Who knew you were keeping such a deep secret?“ Janet asked herself. “That you are a dog lady. You can turn into a big ass dog anytime you wish.“ “A werewolf,“ I growled. “Huh?“ she cocked her head. “Not a dog,“ I explained. “A werewolf.“ “What is a werewolf?“ she asked. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. What was the point? “What is a werewolf, dog lady?“ She snarled, stepping closer. I snapped my teeth at her and chuckled when she jumped back, lost her footing, and crumpled in a heap on the floor. “You bitch!“ she shrieked. “I will bring you down. Just imagine what everyone will say when they find out that you are a dog too…“

Before them stood a young man, his face marked with exhaustion and anguish. Amelia took a step forward, her voice gentle yet filled with concern. "Who are you? What happened to you?" The man's voice trembled as he spoke, revealing a vulnerability within. "My name is Ethan. I was cursed to become a werewolf by a powerful sorcerer. This forest, once my home, became my prison. I have been fighting to keep my pack safe from the sorcerer's minions who seek to exploit our powers."

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga