Nat Wolff Height Novels & Stories

Bill isn’t a small man at 5’ 11” tall, but compared to any werewolf, he would look like a dwarf. It’s extremely rare for any male werewolf to be under six feet tall, and that would be considered very short for a werewolf. Silas had to be at least 6’ 3” tall. I may only be 5’ 9”, but my athletic build and strength make me a force to be reckoned with.

I grabbed my phone and earbuds that were on top of my dresser. ‘We are bada*s, Natie. Let’s show them what we're made of.’ My wolf, Zoe, chirped. ‘I agree, Zo.’ She was my equal, a part of me, and we motivated each other. My parents, though, are our number one fans. I am 5'4, maybe short for your average wolf, but I loved my height. I had piercing emerald orbs and long, thick, dark lashes. I was curvy in all the right places. A perfect pair of perky breasts to go with my toned bottom. ‘Damn, you sound so vain,’ Zoe snickered.

Wolf form is only exposed to family or mates. This display only proved that the pack saw them as family. Nico took a deep breath and looked at the spot Dylan was standing. There stood a huge blond wolf as tall as five feet shaking its fur. Just close to him was a pure black wolf that was about four feet tall. The rest of the pack wolves were shorter. They were only about three feet in height. The shortest was about the size of a regular wolf. The blond wolf commanded the attention of the crowd with its tall and majestic pasture.

Nate Wolf is a seventeen years old high school junior who preferred to be alone. His intimidating demeanor and bad attitude were more than enough to drive people away from him. All he had to do was to glare at people with his piercing blue eyes, and they all cowered away. He was also 6 feet 4 and worked out regularly, which made him look even more intimidating. Rumors about him being the son of a Mafia leader circulated the school. No one wanted to find out what it would be like to get beat up by him. He had it made.

"Hello, Mr. Clemon, I have been a fan of yours for many years. Please call me Teresa." The Western women took the initiative to talk to Nathan. She had long legs and a very tall figure. Even if she was wearing thick winter clothes, she still couldn't hide her beautiful curves, and she was very proud of her height of 1.7 meter. When she looked up at him, there was just the right amount of worship and pleasant surprise in her eyes. She didn't look too cold nor overly fanatical. As soon as Nathan lowered his head, he saw her work tag.

We walked down many stairs. And although I was tired, adrenaline was pushing me forward. When we got to the bottom, we were right next to the waterfall. The sounds of the Forrest and the water falling were freeing. Andrew undressed and shifted first, revealing a beautiful black wolf that easily stood at 6 feet tall. And although the shifting was a painful process, he did it gracefully. “yummy” Althea said, looking through my eyes. I couldn’t help but giggle at her.

Her earlobes were round and delicate under the light, her neck was slender and fair, as smooth as porcelain. Natalie was very nervous and didn't notice that someone was standing behind her until she heard a low, cold male voice. "Woman, who do you say is ugly?" That voice blended into the gothic-themed room and sounded like the most beautiful cello. "Ah -!" As Natalie turned around, she saw a man standing less than two meters behind her, naked, no, half-naked. Natalie herself was 1.76 meters tall, but this man was even taller, at least 1.9 meters.

Once it was at the small of his back he realized it was definitely way over his head. Which is true. Werewolves aren't like humans. We're extremely tall. Alphas are normally taller, but I'm even taller than them. I have yet to meet anyone as tall as I am or taller than me. I stand 7 ft tall, were most alphas are between 6'.8" and 6'.11". So with me being 7 ft tall, and he's an extremely small omega kid, his head doesn't even reach my hips. His breathing begins to pick up as he looks around frantically. I feel him gripping onto me tighter as he tries to pull himself up higher.

As she tried to run she came face to face with the wolf that had passed but in fear and panic and more like confusion Natalia ran back behind the tree she had been standing at and tried to see the wolf when their eyes met and he gave her some sort of funny look. Now she knew, she was in a wolves territory and the wolf that had passed by her were actually three they were all super talk and could have the height of 6'1 they had absolutely beautiful sculptured bodies and for some reason Nathalia was sad at the fact that she could not hear what they were saying. But they were talking and looking at her. After what seemed to be thirty seconds they turned to look at her as she had stood there not

OLIVIA A long silence followed. Honestly, I saw this going differently; maybe he’d share something personal, and then I would go. Instead, the bed creaked under him as he rose. Why was it that he had to look like a freaking tank? It seemed like the Lockhearts were all muscle, not unusual for werewolves, but this was different. Arms that looked like they could snap your neck and standing at two meters tall, Nathaniel had earned his reputation not just by action but because when he towered over you, you knew your days were numbered.