My Pet Werewolf Novels & Stories

Born as a werewolf who cannot shift, I was cast out of the pack on my eighteenth birthday when I couldn't transform into my wolf. In the Azure Pack, it is a bad omen for a wolf not to shift when the time comes. There's a prophecy of the one who will bring doom to the world, and this person will neither be a werewolf nor a human. Someone like me is destined to bring bad luck to those who come near me. Even at that moment, Elena, who happens to be my only friend and roommate, had no idea that I had no wolf. I don't even smell like one, but I always make those around me believe that it was because I used the wolfless perfume, which most werewolves use to hide their identity.

We have volunteers that give us the fresh blood that we need, but over the last 10 or so years, she has been in my possession; she has been the sole provider of my blood. Lately, I have been feeling a change in her. She is being defiant, talking back, and even trying to fight against me. I believe that she is approaching her 18th birthday. I know she is a werewolf not only from who gave her to me but from the taste of her blood. It is why it is so addictive and why no one knows she is here. Werewolf pets and slaves are forbidden as their blood is so powerful, and additive and can make one of weak mind and will go insane looking and craving for more.

“Sir, you must be joking! My daughter Amora is not a werewolf. She is just a human like us,” said Mr. Petri, rejecting Apollo's statement firmly. Even though he saw with his own eyes how great Amora was against all those werewolves, he still couldn't believe that she was a werewolf. "She doesn't have a wolf coming out of her body," said Mrs. Petri, playing with her fingers. “And I know you are good werewolves who want to help us and save us. I’d like to say thank you. But now you can go, please.”

"Okay bring it! If I may ask what she's using it for? I mean why did she need it? Dr. Carson asks so that he wouldn't make a mistake giving the child the dangerous one among them. "She just needed it as a pet!" Thank you so I will go get it now. Carson Utter and walk inside. "Do you know those things are werewolves? Why do you need a werewolf as your pet? What happened to dogs,cats and parrots? Hudson asked Bella who was so engrossed at the wolf which Carson was bringing in. " Normally I love werewolves and I've always wanted them as my pet!" She uttered and held the rob which was tied to the wolf.

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

They dug up their hidden secrets and anger against each other, but I couldn't understand. Firstly, I didn't know why they had such strength, and secondly, why did they seem like vampires or werewolves? "Are you humans?" I mentioned, and Kidd looked at me. "He already knows," he said, glancing at Daniel, then suddenly leaping before me. "Because you've seen our true forms, sweetie, you need to die now," he smiled at me, revealing his long fangs that weakened my entire system. "This will be quick. Just close your eyes," and as if under a hypnotic spell, I closed my eyes tightly, waiting for him to take my life.

"How do you feel?" "Are you okay?" I ignored her question with one of my own. Her eyes shifted to my figure before looking back down on her own and shrugging. "I guess it's better than a mausoleum." My eyes cast downward. "Sorry, bad joke." "Did I hurt you last night?" "No. But...has this happened before?" "When you get to a certain age as a wolf, it's a rite of passage to experience it. I guess kind of like a human's sixteenth birthday or maybe their twenty-first. They do it so we understand what it's like in case we ever encounter it."

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."

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

Alex buried his head in my pink pillow, He had changed into his T-shirt and pajama bottoms. "Yeah. I meant to call you earlier ... but there was no signal." "Hh-mmm ... what did you do all day?" I asked, looking into Alex's closed eyes. "Just pack business. Someone spotted the rogue the other day, so Jake and I have to work out a new patrol schedule in our area." "Rogues ... ?" Curiosity overcame my drowsiness. "A packless werewolf." Alex opened his eyes, even though it was only lit by the light from the moon coming in through my bedroom window I could still see the color of his eyes.