Novel & Cerita New Werewolf Series

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.

Would there come Pease between them or would there be even more difficulties on their path to love. "May there be peace and no hatred." That's what the words were of the late werewolf king lying on his dead bed. Now there would be a new king or queen chosen by the moon goddess. He hoped he or she would make the werewolf world a better place.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

Alpha Abel said as Adriana placed a kiss on his cheek before running off towards the sanctuary before he could do anything else "Bye, see you later" Adrian said before she disappeared into the sanctuary, Alpha Abel chuckled as he ran back to the pack meeting house for the meeting he was having with Carmen and the rest I'm about ten minutes. ****** He got to the meeting house just in time before Alpha Carmen got to the meeting. The meeting was about the current rise in rouge attacks in the werewolf kingdom, and it's getting bad each day As soon as Alpha Abel walked into the building, Alpha Carmen walked in also as everyone rose to welcome him.

Many of the wolves eventually stopped their hunt after a few years, convinced that the witch that had attacked the castle had found and slain the children, just as she had done to the Queen and King; while others remained hopeful that one day they would surely return. The surviving wolves became restless while awaiting a new leader to be appointed, with no royal descendant remaining to claim the throne the question arose as to who would fill it. With the absence of a bloodline ruler, the battle of the throne soon began—a battle between their own kind, fighting to establish who would rule over the wolves from there on out. The years which followed saw many new clans form from the ashes of the

I whined, picking up a sweatshirt with fragility. "Well... because you didn't listen to the warnings and so you brought this upon yourself. Good luck and try to stay alive." Alpha Gray laughed, closing the door to my escape and the door of the big laundry room. Werewolves sweat and blood smell awful than humans because of the supernatural power they hold. But I will surely be dying over this foul smell. "Oh! Look. It's Clara the troublemaker." The beta entered the room, pushing a big trolley filled with another pile of dirty clothes.

"As I mentioned before, there were seven werewolf packs before Andrew and the Queen ruled together. Lycans are the strongest, essentially the royalties of our time. Elemental wolves are the offspring of a werewolf mating with a witch. Crescent wolves only shift when there's a full moon. Cursed wolves could have been normal shifters if it weren't for the fact that they lose self-control over their wolves during a full moon, red moon, or blue moon. Pack wolves, like your previous pack, live under the rules of an alpha. Rogues used to live together but without following the pack's rules. They don't follow an alpha and prefer to be individuals.

Meanwhile, Chloe gave birth to a pup with pure golden fur, and suddenly her home was overflowing with admirers praising her husband’s powerful bloodline. Humiliated, Damian turned vicious. He berated me constantly, furious that he hadn’t chosen Chloe instead. In the Alliance, werewolf bloodlines fell into four ranks: Omega Black Werewolves, Beta Gray Werewolves, Alpha Silver Werewolves, and Golden Lycans. Each rank was divided further into low, average, and high categories.

I unstalled it quickly and had it open no more than barely enough to look through. What I saw made me shudder. fires burned in the streets. Black-helmed men moved between buildings with a presence too large—to too utterly big—to be mere bandits. The air rang with screams of human beasts And then I beheld them. Werewolves. Not the usual wolves, but giant red-eyed beasts with speck-covered glowing fur and blood. Werewolves. I struggled to gasp, as finally realization caught up. No bandit raid, this time. War had come to Green Hills.

In the heart of Silver Claw territory, beneath a sky bruised by the looming shadow of a lunar eclipse, the Dawn Pack clings to a fragile peace. Six months after the savage battle chronicled in Blood and Bonds, Samantha Lykos and Kevin Talon, now 18 and 19, lead their pack with a bond tempered in fire and blood. Their crescent moon and claw mark tattoos pulse with primal energy, a constant reminder of their shared strength and the weight of their leadership. Yet, the harmony they’ve fought for teeters on the edge of chaos as a dark prophecy emerges from Elder Cora’s obsidian amulet—a chilling foretelling of the Eclipse Fang, a cursed pack driven by insatiable bloodlust and hunger.