My Sister The Werewolf Novels & Stories

Looking at him from up close, I could really see their resemblance. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me because he needed some answers, so I continued taunting him as I saw fit. “Am I wrong?” “How do you know my sister?” I shrugged, pushing him away. He might have magic between the two of us, but I was much stronger. After all, that was the strength of a werewolf.

he tells us between laughs. “Yeah, doesn’t look like it” I tell him, and we all start laughing. I gave my sister a quick hug and walked away letting Garrett introduce himself to my sister we may not feel the mate bond, but we know how scared it is and my sister knows that there was a very big possibly that she would be fated to a werewolf exactly like I was. “Looks like I’ll have to introduce you to everyone else later” I tell her with a sly smile.

She has never seen him in such a confused state before. "Wait a minute, are you a Werewolf?" She asked, raising her brows. She pictured the fangs story that her little sister had told her a long time ago after she was saved by Edward. "Do you like Werewolves?" He sniffed in exasperation. "My Jerk best friend is a Werewolf and it was him that saved my little sister from two blood Suckers that almost killed her." Sam said happily as the image of Edward dropped into her head. She was happy as she explained everything to him but he was fuming inside him.

It just keeps getting worse every freaking minute. “Your sister is a hybrid! A combination of a vampire and a wolf, both of which are equally dominate, now including Theo’s soul in her? she is unstoppable. I mean him because he will completely take over her and I don’t even know what he will become.” I dragged my fingers through my hair in frustration. “Stop talking!” I yelled at her. The more she spoke, the scarier the situation became. I never thought that it would all come to this. “I have to see my sister! she is still in there, so I have to speak to her. we have to do something, Bern! I can’t lose my sister, please do something, please get him out of her.”

I began, my voice trembling slightly, "the werewolves need the artifact desperately. It's their only hope to save their pack from destruction." She looked at me with a mix of disbelief and anger. "Werewolves? Why should I care about them? They should all just die for all I care!" I took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. "Mom, please listen. They have my sister, and we need to find her before it's too late. The artifact is the key to saving her." She paused for a moment, her expression softening slightly. "I understand your concern for your sister, but you have to trust me. I'm already working on something to find her. We can't just hand over the artifact to those creatures."

he says. Without much thought, my hands reach up and shove his shoulders. I get in his face and turn on whatever kind of Alpha voice I might have. “Who the fuck are you to--” “Stop it!! I want to hear what he has to say,” my sister says, trying to shove herself between us. She’s 15 and doesn’t yet have her wolf. There are few people I would never lay a hand on, and obviously she’s one of them even if she’s about to push me over the edge.

I whispered, my eyes stinging with unshed tears, as her words sank in. “It's embarrassing for us as a Pack. Someone had to do something,” she paused, and a malicious smirk spread across her lips. “So, I'm doing everyone a favor. Don't worry, you won't be missed.” I stared at Lilian in disbelief, my heart breaking at her every word. “Lilian, we're family,” I whispered. “What did I ever do to you? You're like the sister I never had.” “Sister?” Lilian chuckled darkly. “I could never have a pathetic excuse of a werewolf as my sister. You were always an inconvenience I had to put up with, Amalthea .”

She blushed and went along with Rabia. “Hey, what is November? She doesn't smell like a Dragon or dragon ling,” my sister suddenly mind links me. “Do not tell anyone but she is a werewolf,”I tell her. “A wolf!? How did she get here!? And she seemed nice.” “Yeah, she is nice and it made me realize that not all wolves are vicious killers. So basically she's staying here but in the meantime she's not allowed to shift or set anything on fire or kill anybody,” I say.

The young werewolf cried out in joy, recognizing his sister. But as they drew closer, they realized that something was wrong. The young werewolf's sister had been bitten, her eyes glowing with a feral light. She turned to face them, snarling and baring her teeth. Emilia stepped forward, holding up her hands in a gesture of peace. "We're here to help you," she said, her voice calm and steady. "You don't have to be afraid." The werewolf hesitated, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. But then, with a sudden growl, she charged at them, her claws extended.

I had… been reborn to the very day my sister and I were to choose our wolf mates. Without hesitation, my sister reached for Lex's hand, her eyes soft with affection. "Lex, from now on, I'm yours," she said, glancing at me with a satisfied look. I realized immediately—she had been reborn too. Otherwise, why would she choose Lex? Our family had worked with the werewolf pack for generations, which was why we were sent for this arranged marriage. In my previous life, my sister had learned that Kane was the heir and physically strong. She wanted to be the mate of the future Alpha, so she had chosen him without hesitation.