Neon Werewolf Adopt Me Novels & Stories

“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.

" Daniel interrupted. "Yes, even I do not understand anything about them!" I looked at Daniel before I looked at Jacob. "No, no, what the hell are you all saying that my human mom is not my mom and I am adopted because without that I can’t be a supernatural creature, and how can I be a human and a wolf at the same time, huh?" I yelled at the top of my lungs while losing my patience. "Your mother is your biological mother, but Selene made you!" Jacob replied to 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."

SIERRA’S POV “Are you ready for your birthday?” I took a glance at my friend, Shelly, who was more excited than I was. My eighteenth birthday will be held in 2 days' time. And I am a bit nervous about what will happen that time. I will shift to a werewolf form and I will be able to meet my wolf. That time also, I might be able to meet my mate. In which I hope there will be Asher, my boyfriend of two years already. He is my first love, and, of course, he is the Alpha’s son, and me, Sierra Marie Finnegan, the Beta’s only daughter. Since it was obvious that Asher and I had a romantic relationship, everyone was expecting that we would be mates. Everyone believes that we are perfect future leader

Zayden stepped into me, not touching yet but close enough that I felt it. Not just the man. The wolf. For the first time since I stepped into Stromhaven. he wasn’t holding it back. It wasn’t buried under control. It wasn’t fighting itself. It was there. and it recognized me. not as a complication. Not as a solution. as his. The bond reacted instantly. Not sharp. Not violent. Inevitable. My wolf answered. Without hesitation. Without permission.

Then I had to wait for Nyx to return from wherever she went and then she could help me by sneaking into his pack, but after convincing her to change her appearance, especially dying her hair. Adrian can recognize her easily, by her hair colour and that would mean more doom. I smirked triumphantly. I never ran out of plans and no one can win me. I will make sure I carry out my plans perfectly and watch Adrian crumble to the last. He would come to understand that humans are not just weak, but even more terrible than wolves.

I wanted to believe him but doubt still gnawed at me. "Tell me about my birth parents," I said instead, changing the subject. "You said we'd figure that out together." Ace's expression shifted, becoming more serious. "We will. I've already started looking into it." "Looking into what?" "Why the Riveras had you in the first place." He stood and pulled me up with him, leading me back toward the cabin. "See, werewolf adoption isn't common. Packs are tight knit, family oriented. If a pack member dies and leaves behind children, the pack takes them in. They don't give them to humans."

For werewolves, the full moon is a sacred occasion. A werewolf pack congregates for their own rites in the same manner that humans might dress nicely and convene at a place of worship. The location where we meet for the Trialblazer pack is roughly an hour and a half northwest of Toronto. Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats.