My Sisters A Werewolf Novels & Stories

Kieran turned toward me, eyes glowing brighter than the rest. “Now you see, Clara,” he said softly, almost tender. “We are what we are.” My wolf surged inside me, howling in recognition. Cass gripped my arm, shaking. “Clara, what- what the hell-” I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t breathe. Because everything they’d said, every impossible word… It was true. I was their sister.

she scoffed and sniffled, “My sister was good. So good, it was almost impossible to beat her. It was sheer luck on my side. The deities stood for good that day, they were on my side.” I stared at the fire desolately, “That must have been so terrible for you, having to fight your own sister.” “That was the last day I ever saw her, but it was enough for the werewolves to see that we were now vulnerable. I heard that my sister fought on the other side of the world after gathering up a few witches, but that was it. I had no idea if she survived or not until I heard about her recently. The werewolves became a force after what they did,” She said, “they sought the forbidden powers of a witch that

I really shouldn’t be enjoying it this much either. Oh, how the Adio line has fallen. My mother raped a werewolf, my aunt is mates with a werewolf, my sister is mates with a werewolf, and I have a vampire trying to claim me. Sure she said it to save me, but it will change everything about my life and hers.

Mum's sobs became louder. "Mum?" I shook her gently feeling a sense of dreaded urgency, "what is Luc talking about?" "Nothing," Mum croaked with a sniff, her eyes were bloodshot. "Your sister is possessed." Luc screeched. A high-pitched sound that made the hair on my arms stand on ends. "Luc—" I blurted as I moved to her, cautiously putting one foot before the other like I was approaching a wild animal. I felt the onset of a pandemonium.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

“You should not have come to this pack in the first place and I know you know this. Why are you so wicked?” “Oh, please.” I looked at the wolves who waited on me. “My sister here—stepsister has a secret you must know.” Resuming, the most wicked smile I could ever have came on my countenance and I nodded in satisfaction. “She is a Silver Wolf.” “What—?” “No way—” “How is this possible—” These and many comments were made by the wolves who did not believe them. “Sage is free to defend herself if she thinks I'm lying but I don't think she will because I have said nothing but the truth and you all must believe me.”

“I’ve remembered somethin'. Yer mum has two daughters. Rumor has it that the youngest isn’t exactly human.” My hand clenched tight, suppressing the emotions I feel right now—anger and fear. “My sister isn’t a werewolf.” “Oh, she is. Yer young’ers didn’t know but it’s illegal to raise a hybrid within these borders. We can either report it to the wolves and have her killed or sell her off and pay me back. Pick your poison.” I shoot him a glare and in return, this sonnabitch gives me a knowing smirk. “Ye weren’t even that close to yer sister, ‘innit? Don’ ye think it’s the best option for both of us to just send that creature off to the black market?”

"She’s your sister. It’s her duty to educate you. In the werewolf - related family dynamics, this is the norm." Isabella, enraged, sneered and struggled to break free from his hold. "She’s my sister? She’s the one who stole my kidney, my enemy! In the werewolf - centered betrayal and revenge, this is a deep - seated grudge." "Nathan, if you don’t have the fate of an emperor, don’t try to emulate one with your mistresses. I’m afraid you won’t be able to bear it. In the werewolf - like power and relationship dynamics, your actions are reckless."

She is the only one who can order the beast to go back if the human side refuse to surface, she could order her mates own too. Now the alpha is sitting with his dead mate holding her hands close to his chest he held her cheeks which have told cold. Annex left him alone to spend time with his mate while he went away to meet Belinda the witch sisters to go see how they are doing and to know what has been happening here in the pack. The witch sisters are not as powerful as Saphira as she is a third generation white witch while they are sixth generation. Apart from the black witches kidnapping wolves and vampires, there is nothing else out of the normal which has happened in this pack and the su

She mocked, crossing her arms over chest and creating a mocking smirk on her red rosy lips, which were natural. “A werewolf.” He revealed and it was the moment his sisters’ eyes widened in surprise. The girl whom they imagined as a beautiful flower was a werewolf? Their enemy? They could not believe their brother. “Are you crazy?” asked one of the blonde girls. “No, I’m honest.” He blinked.