My Werewolf System Audiobook Novels & Stories

“I think I was claimed before. I think it happened when I was a child. Caleb cursed under his breath, stumbling back with face cracking into disbelief. “That’s not possible… You were human and you were protected. Your bloodline—your guardian—Adrian said—” I stood up because I did say that I did swear she’d never been marked. That she was untouched and unclaimed. However, that wasn't correct, was it? I knew somewhere in my gut. I simply didn't want to deal with it. Another howl rang out from the forest far behind us. Then two more howl and others answering him. Whatever peace we thought we had appears to have left. The rogue wolf wasn’t just back. He brought a pack. And Audrey—Audrey wasn’t j

For both our sakes. I sat upright with an irritated huff, rubbing the back of my neck before reaching for his tablet again. Might as well go back to what I was doing before he stormed in and declared himself my permanent roommate. I tapped open the page I had saved, right where I’d left off—deep in the weird and winding rabbit hole of werewolf lore. Alphas. Betas. Packs. The Mate Bond. Lunas. It was like a fantasy novel come to life, only it wasn’t fiction—and somehow, I was at the centre of it.

Her Dad and the rest was fuzzy. “Dude, what the…” a male voice was saying from the living room, when a sound that seemed like a punch, shut him up. In one swift motion, she was up. She looked at her dressing. She was still in her skinny jeans and leather jacket. The one she wore when she returned the previous day. Werewolves were blessed with super hearing, super speed, fast healing. In another swift motion, she was at the door of her living room. The room was a mess. Broken furnitures, broken glasses, splatters of blood. Some fractures of woods sticking out from the wall.

She wondered where Damien went as she didn't meet him in the room after she had her bath. She stood up and headed to the large shelf, wondering what kind of books were there. She ran her fingers through the books in the first row of the shelf and randomly picked up a book. Looking at the front of the book, it read "First generation Werewolves" "So Werewolves had different generations, hmm interesting" Aurora muttered to herself and turned the book open. ‘The First generation Werewolves, a dangerous and infectious breed. They had quite a dangerous aura, no! These were raging monsters, never to take the human form again’

she reprimanded earning me nothing but a nod. Suddenly, I heard the loud and deep sound of footsteps. It felt like everything was in slow motion. Then, I suddenly felt dizzy. "Behold, the Alpha King of all Alphas! The bearer of Prima Tierra's Pack. The ruler of the whole of Europe. Bow your heads and give your utmost respect to his eminent grace!" one of the werewolves announced. Tick tack. Tick tack. His rhythm felt like my own breathing pace. His footsteps kept on echoing in my ears like they were my heartbeats. I closed my eyes momentarily.

[SYSTEM_LOG: GLOBAL_ROLLOUT_STATUS: 14%] [ACTIVE_INSTANCES: 1,422_NODES] [WARNING: HIGH_LATENCY_IN_SOUTHERN_SECTORS] "It’s not just a patch, Sereia," Xander said, his voice a rich, resonant bass that seemed to vibrate the very air around us. He stood beside me, his new silver-gold fur shimmering in the moonlight. He wasn't just my mate anymore; he was the Global Host. His heartbeat was the System Clock for the new world. "I can feel them. Thousands of wolves... thousands of humans. They're waking up to a world that doesn't follow the old rules. And they are terrified."

The distant hooting of an owl echoed through the forest, its call a haunting melody that reverberated through my newly heightened ears. And then, the transformation reached its climax. My skin erupted in a cascade of fur, dark and sleek, the embodiment of my inner beast. Claws extended from my fingertips, sharp and lethal, and my teeth grew long and sharp within my expanding jaw. My once-human eyes transformed into vivid pools of amber, brimming with untamed ferocity. My werewolf form gracefully maneuvered through the dense forest, my mind echoed with the words of Wolfrick, the mysterious figure whose voice had reached me through the shattered TV screen. He had mentioned being in Altona Sout

While Tyson have fainted , while those unkown voices were welcoming someone it was different in the airline pack the werewolves have gone to complain about what they have experienced they nearly went six feet under and they don't know the course they are all scared they had experienced life and death Alpha King John was facing a problem in front of him was more than 30 werewolves he sigh as if he wanted to get something straight "exactly tell me ,when you felt that aura what or who have you seen?" he patiently asked his subjects as they all shake in fear but one of them found a voice to speak "Alpha King it was that boy ,the moment that boy passed I felt surpassed I couldn't breathe but seco

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) He wonders to himself however. 'Boom!' a large explosion goes off sending tree chunks at him. "Wwwwwwwaaaaaarrr!" The wolf cries out as it evades the chunks swiftly. "Haaaaaaaaa, you won't make this easy for me will you.... Huh Jason?" A girl's voice came from behind the destroyed tree. (Clara!) He yelled in his mind his fangs showing hostility towards his childhood friend. The red haired girl stepped up and watched as the wolf ran away again "Even as a werewolf you're still weird" a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again.