My Sisters A Werewolf Novels & Stories

It's in desperate need of rest, and patching up its wounds before it bleeds out wouldn't be a bad idea. I hesitate for a moment, not sure if this werewolf is a friend or a foe. "You know Alyssa?" The werewolf's answer is short. 'We used to be sisters,'

Mitne In the realm where moonlit glades and ancient forests merged, a tale of two twin werewolf sisters emerged—one born of silvered privilege and the other forged in the fires of wild determination. Their destinies, like Yin and Yang, would shape the balance of their world. The first sister, born under a radiant full moon, was cherished from the moment of her arrival. Wrapped in the warmth of a loving pack, she grew amid adoration and protection. She was a delicate blossom sheltered from the storms of life, her every wish catered to as if by an army of devoted servants.

Werewolves have a keen sense of smell and are excellent trackers; that coupled with Council’s resources means we have zero chances of remaining hidden for too long. As we headed toward the kitchen tent, my gut twisted with a knot of fear as Tabah went on rambling, oblivious to my thoughts. I was only half-paying attention to what he was saying, something about his sister also being back. Sarah, his sister, had always been a rebel. The last I heard about her, she had gone off to discover Altair and other magical kingdoms on her own. She isn’t employed by either the pack or the Council. It has always been a mystery to me as to how she manages to fund her travels.

My sister always said, she found comfort in the moon and told her deepest worries to the moon. “Oh moon goddess, please… please save my son. Please. Bring Astraea to save him.” I prayed as Alan walked out from the crowd. “Ah!! The beauty of the werewolf kingdom. You know it was a pity you were already married when I came for your hand in marriage and I got that your incompetent sister instead.” “Don't talk about my sister like that you bastard!” He kicked my stomach sending me flying to the ground and I groaned in pain. Blood. “You know I wanted to keep you and make you my queen. But you are just a used product.”

Mom sobbed. “Come on, Mom. Don’t say that. You are the best mom in the whole world. We love you and Dad is very much proud of you for bringing us up the best way you could,” I spoke softly to her. “Why then is your sister going to see a werewolf?” “Werewolf?” “She also said she was attracted to a demon. How did she encounter a demon? Is your sister possessed?” “I don’t think so, Mom. Could it be the book she has been reading?” I questioned, confused. “As for the demon, she meant Russell,” I clarified.

I looked in front of us, unfamiliar roads that somehow scared me. "Missy's fine." Sister Mary told me. "She's sleeping with Sister Rizza. You should take a rest, too. We still have a long way to go." "Can I ask a question, Sister Mary?" I looked at her and she nodded. "How did you know about werewolves?"

*** Fucking witch... Yes, she was a witch, and she put some kind of spell on herself. That was why we couldn’t identify her in maid quarters, even when she was in front of us. Now I will show her how fucking grave decision she made to target my sister. I looked into her icy blue eyes, shooting her a warning look as though she was busy trying to mumble some spell. I tightened my grip around her throat further in an attempt to stop her. But the nerves of that witch, still struggling to get out of my grip, which was impossible because the werewolf has more strength than a witch. Witches are like normal humans except for their magic tricks.

“You think I’m fooling your sister?” “Is it not so? Although normal werewolves do not know this, I am privy to the fact that the moon goddess only pairs a wolf with another wolf of similar strength. My sister is merely an omega while you are the strongest wolf in the land. There is no way that she will be your mate.” ‘So, he knows,’ I thought as I stared at him.

Selene whispers, and her sister practically slides across the space between us. She gets about a foot away before smiling and looking between us. "What do you have in mind," Anniki asks, and Selene smiles. "I was thinking my amazing sister could curse a whole new species of werewolf," Selene says excitedly, and my stomach practically falls out my butt. "What," I scream, and both Goddesses look at me as if I have two heads instead of one. "You are going to re-curse the werewolves," I ask in utter disbelief while staring daggers into Selene.

Too bad. " Iam Lydia's friend but the witch is my sister. Iam a vampire. She's busy so Iam here to pick you up." 'OH MY' how can sisters be two species? Maybe there will be some hybrid issues. " Stop overthinking too much. If my sisters behaved harshly to you, you can tell me." I nodded and we arrived within moments. Their house is like a mansion. Correction, it's a mansion for sure. Are these two living all alone by themselves?