My Pet Werewolf Novels & Stories

He suddenly burst out laughing so hard that he almost ran out of breath. "You actually think Darren is a pet dog? You're killing me!" I looked completely lost. Allie then turned to me with a complicated expression. "Kelsey, have you ever thought that maybe you're not looking after a dog at all, but a wolf? More precisely, a werewolf who can take human form? "In the werewolf world, powerful werewolves take on wolf form when they reach adulthood. They only return to human form after they find their destined mate, under the influence of their partner's scent.

I nod slowly and look past her, trying to get a better peek at the person in the pavilion. She always talks about a pet she used to have, but she never says what kind of pet it was or exactly what kind of accident it had. Werewolves rarely have pets because our wolves see them as prey. Maybe Dario rolled the dice and got her a puppy? Knowing Dario, I probably don’t want details.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

Then I look over to the creature and I swear to you that it looked to be smiling at me. "My name is Max, little mate. I know that you don't understand what is going on right now but I do promise you that you are compleatly safe. You have already met my human , and we both already love you so very much." I'm not to sure what the hell is going on other than I'm still dreaming. "You are what is known as a wolf shifter, or a werewolf. I am a Lycan, we are just about the same but my senses are a little stronger. My human will tell you everything when the time comes." Once he was finished talking, I found myself feeling a bit dizzy, then all of a sudden I was lost in nothing but black emptyness. (

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.

She said. I nearly dropped my fork. “…Excuse me?” She nodded matter-of-factly. “It’s similar to your I*******m, X, TikTok and everything else.” “Wait… you people have werewolf I*******m?” My eyes widened, and she laughed. “We don’t call it that, but yes, although it’s only accessible to wolves. Humans can’t create accounts or even find the servers.” She said, and I stared at her still in shock. “Wow”. My jaw slowly fell open. “This is the coolest thing I’ve heard since coming here,” I said, and Petra chuckled.

“Now I understand the despair I feel. We are meant to save Purple. He is part of the family. That’s why.” “So does this mean Purple is a werewolf and not an ordinary animal?” Devon asked Mom, still looking confused. “All this time I thought he was just a pet!” “He is really good at hiding it,” I murmured, still unable to believe that Purple was a little boy werewolf. Purple jumped out of us, though, and snarled at the giant black werewolf, who walked slowly towards us. His heavy feet sounded like thunder as he stomped them, and my heartbeat grew loud in my ears, and my ribs hurt as it pumped hard in my chest.

Donna's jab hung in the air, followed by a chorus of jeers from the surrounding wolves. "Yeah, Juliet, look at you. All alone." "No mate, and you still dream of being a researcher?" "A she-wolf belongs with a strong Alpha, not in a lab pretending to be important." The wolves around us chimed in, eager for the drama. I didn't look up, continuing to flip through my analysis of rare botanicals. The extract of Moonpetal grass showed a breakthrough in treating genetic defects in werewolves.

" Um I wouldn't be asking if I knew right?" "Yeah right of course, a werewolf is a person that turns into a wolf. Remember that vicous dog in our backyard?" "Yeah?" I said unsure, "It's not a dog, it's actually a person that turns into a wolf," "Huh?" I said not believing it. A person can't turn into a giant dog, right? It's not possible. " Haha," I laughed humorlessly "That's a funny joke," He looked at me with a raised eyebrow, " you don't believe me?"

that could be their weapon, power to dominate. “That is what other werewolves believe,” he threw light on me when he said that, of course, like humans, we have different beliefs. But, for a werewolf to say this, for the creature who killed my mother to say this? “I don’t know what you’re getting at but I loathe your kind,” I calmly said. “Too fearless of you to say that.” He calmly stepped back. My eyes widened when he shifted into a werewolf, his eyes remained the same but he became huge and his fur is a mix of grey and silver which I haven’t seen before. Due to my instinct, even without weapons, I used my fighting stance in case he attacks.