Neon Werewolf Adopt Me Novels & Stories

Garrit comes into the lobby. “Didn’t you say the girl is living with three boys?” asks Carl. “Yes.” “Who is this third boy who you didn’t see around the house very often?” “Blonde hair. Not a vampire.” “Of course, because he is a werewolf.” “So, how do you plan to get to him?” Asks Luther. “Kidnap someone from the house again?” “Yes, because that worked out so well last time,” Carl says irritably. “I can do it this time,” says Garrit.

he says with a sneer, "he must not have accepted her since she is not here on his arm." My mother looks at me with sad eyes, her voice trembling. "Did you reject your mate, Caden?" she asks softly. With the truth already hanging in the air, I decide to confess. "Yes, Mother, I did. Amara was adopted, didn't get a wolf or lycan, and was reduced to an omega. She was beneath me. I did not realize how much I wanted her until she left."

Third Person's POV Zoë and Sarah had always dreamed of building a family together. They shared a deep love for each other and wanted to extend that love to children. Over several late-night conversations, they decided they wanted to adopt. Their unique situation as a werewolf and human couple led them to a special decision: they would adopt one werewolf child and one human child. One evening, after dinner, they sat together on the couch, holding hands as they discussed their plans. "I really want to adopt a werewolf child from our pack," Zoë said, her eyes filled with determination. "There are so many who need a family after everything that happened with Drayka."

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

Her confusion was evident so answered her silent question, “Yeah, I shifted on the first blue moon after my sixteenth birthday, see I was a special wolf; I never asked to be, but Mother Selene felt that I was the right person to lead the werewolf race and I could not deny that right and privilege. Alpha Jamie found me in his territory and took me in, he adopted me as his own daughter and trained me from scratch with the help of Jacob and Dristan, my Beta and Theta.

Eyes squinted on the boy, Amayah knew who it was, Narco. From the hammock in which the boy was sleeping came the sound of his even breathing, every slightest tone of which was familiar to them. Even though Narco is a White werewolf and she and her older brother belong to the Black werewolf pack, Amayah sees him in their manor often, having a conversation with her father which is a very rare sight since the white and black werewolves never get along. If they were in the same place, bloodshed would be inevitable. The little girl wishes their paths with this white wolf pup would never cross. Unfortunately, fate was not on side her, and now their foe was in front of them who didn't seem to have

The royal wolfs are more powerful than any other wolf ,that is why they become kings and queens. "I want a big family Adam,like 4 kids or something .I always thought of adopting ,since there are so many pups that need a home. If I don't get pregnant by luck within a year after becoming queen,I will adopt ,but if I don't then could we be able to adopt ?"He gave me a reassuring smile ,with his left dimple popping out .

As soon as he looked at me, he gave me the work. “Aadhya, go and clean the weapons” I nodded and went towards the arsenal, just opposite our pack house. I grabbed the knives, swords, and other weapons and started cleaning them. I came into the blue moon pack with my parents when I was eight. They are the beta couple of this pack. I was born in India, and as weird as it sounds, I was a premature baby. Werewolf pregnancy is six months and is very tough for all females, but having a premature baby is something no werewolf heard of. So, when I was born, there was a ninety-nine percent chance that I would not survive, but my grandma is one fierce lady.

His brown stared at me expectantly, while part of my brain has processing the information that just came out of his mouth He looked at me fixedly with his brows furrowed "Cara, I'm a Werewolf." I looked at Alex with a feeling between wanting to cry and laugh "Are you kidding me?" My voice started to rise out of the anger I felt. Alex shook his head quickly. "You are my mate and I knew it from the first time we met. That's why I asked Mum and Dad to adopt you." My almost exploding anger made me really want to punch him right now. I pulled my hand from his grip, Alex just replied with a slightly hurt look.

"I'm serious. She's the owners niece. One word of her about what's happening here and we're fucked." A dark brown skin boys nudges him with his elbow. "Bro, chillax. There's no need to be so uptight." He gets on his feet and walks over to me, extending his hand out for me to shake. "My names Jayden! But my friends call me Jay. It's nice to meet you!" he smiles at me with pearly white teeth. I can feel my heart beat at a calmer rate now at his friendly gesture. I shake his hand and mutter, "Mines, Lilith."