Neon Werewolf Adopt Me Novels & Stories

“We talked about me adopting them. If you still want me to, I would like to do it before you start back to school in a week.” “I want you to adopt them with all my heart. It’s just the way you are talking; I am getting nervous.” “It’s nothing bad; I don’t want anyone trying to take them from me. Being the Alpha, it will be easy to deal with the werewolf part of adopting, with him rejecting them. I don’t understand the human adoption laws. Dad knows some human lawyers that can speed up the process. We need to start it as soon as possible.” “You’re worried that you now who will give us a problem.”

At twenty years old, she inherited a fortune from her adoptive parents, and became the richest female entrepreneur in Neon. Ten years later today, she was standing outside the bar in a dark alley, disregarding the rules that a werewolf should have a mate and seeking a night of fun. It was the fourteenth of February, what the humans called Valentine’s Day. Her goal that night was to find a mate, and it was just for that night. She wasn’t ready to commit to a relationship, nor to change anything about herself. A one-night-stand seemed perfect: a night of passion, with no regrets or responsibility. But she had other plans than to approach a man herself.

Adrian's son, though different in origin, shared the same werewolf spirit that flowed through the pack. The werewolves approached the child cautiously, sniffing the air to familiarize themselves with his unique scent. Soon, gestures of acceptance emerged—friendly nods, welcoming gestures, and even playful interactions with the younger members of the pack. Adrian observed the transformation with a sense of pride and hope. The introduction of his son marked a significant step toward the unity he envisioned. The birthing sanctuary's teachings echoed in his words, emphasizing the potential for werewolves to coexist harmoniously with beings from other realms.

“But Aion is right. You need to keep calm. It won’t do to let anyone know how much you care about this girl already. Everyone’s nervous now that the rumor has gotten out that she’s a witch.” “I still don’t understand how that got out so quickly,” said Roman. Aion glanced over at the two of them. “We are part of a werewolf pack that can sense people’s emotions and mind read each other sometimes. Don’t worry. When she gets back, we’ll keep her close.” Roman smiled. He was glad that they had welcomed Nora so quickly and could only hope that the rest of the pack would follow suit. “She’s here,” Aion said, “I just saw the car pull up to the building.”

day. There have been a lot of remodeling in the castle over the past two hundred years. After the Council meeting the werewolves contacted family members from around the globe. They all were there within a week. The youngest werewolf warriors were no younger than eleven. The males practiced their fighting skills with each other and they used dummies to tear apart. The werewolves thought they had to win by killing all of the vampires. The werewolves start gaining their strength and ability to transform into their werewolf transformation. For the werewolves who were too young to fight would be looked after by the eldest werewolves. The eldest werewolves ranges from age forty-seven and up. Thi

“You're so mean second brother” Venedict spoke without any emotion, his aura changed completely turning the air around him stagnant. His figure then transformed into a big wolf with blood red fur. Eyes shining brightly in red luster and his size was only a little smaller than that of Alpha Broderick.

It was the only hope I had to ever be a werewolf again. My family told me they still loved me, told me that I didn't need a wolf to be happy. I mean, sure, there were tons of humans populating the planet, and they seemed to be doing okay without wolves. But I didn't want to be a human! I wanted to be a werewolf, like everyone else I grew up with. Most of all, I wanted to be able to meet my mate. Every werewolf had a mate out there they could innately sense after turning eighteen. Well, except me, probably. I mean, I still thought I had a mate, but I just wasn't sure if we’d be able to recognize each other. How do you recognize your mate without a wolf?

- in excitement, I raised my hand to grab the cross hidden in my bosom, but caught myself in time and straightened my hair under Maxim's attentive gaze. - Did your mother give you an artifact? - he looked at point-blank range, and I shook my head negatively, - Did you keep it with you? I shook my head negatively again. - Maxim, please explain what kind of artifact? - You see, this artifact belonged to the alpha of our pack and was inherited. It is tied to the blood of the alpha family, but with some exceptions, it can transfer power to a werewolf who does not belong to the Amber family.

She laughed while making me laugh as well. "We celebrate our parents' happiness with our pack members!" "That night Selene gave me a vision where she told me that darkness was coming and for that, she had to create a baby to save this world." "She can't give birth because she is an angel, so she would transfer the powers to my womb so that you can be born in that aura." "She chose us because we had this unique bond—I am a human, and your dad was my werewolf mate. Same as Selene and her werewolf lover." My mom revealed the information while looking at me.

Neon sighed when he charged towards her. She was about to hit him when something came out of nowhere and knocked him out. Neon's eyes settled on what made him pass out. She widened her eyes in shock when she recognized what it was. The infamous liquid used by werewolves to capture them. "I bet you werewolves must've missed that so much."