Other Names For Werewolves Novels & Stories

Mentioning Rollins name alone hurts so bad, more than I expected it to. "Yes, correct, but there is one more race of wolves he didn't tell you about, maybe because he thought it would scare you, but I think as the Luna you should know, now it is up to you, would you like to know?" He asked, and I nodded quickly. He had already stirred up my curiosity. "There's another race of wolves, unlike any you or I have ever seen; they are called Lycans.

They became obsessed with them. As a whole, the groups were called Powerists. People who had powers that weren’t human. But their identities were so much more complicated than that. Still, werewolves tended to be an old-fashioned bunch. They liked werewolf because it reminded people of their power, however outdated the terminology might be.

“It’s a whole mess, but werewolves aren’t the only shifters that are like that… though other shifters have a lot less involved with their reasoning.” I sipped. “What do you mean?” “Werewolves aren’t shifters in the conventional sense like dragon shifters. Werewolves are the only types that can turn humans. It’s why they’re called werewolves and not wolf shifters. Actual wolf shifters tend not to mingle with werewolves because they’re generally considered ridiculous.” “Ridiculous, how?” I asked.

Iris POV. Long ago, The earth was vast and enriched with the finest of things and mostly dominated by three tribes. The werewolves who were the strongest and also known as shape shifters. The Vampires who are the fastest and also referred to as the night crawler or blood suckers because of their need to feed on it to survive and lastly, the third tribe who are the humans who are seen as the gods abomination because of their lack of strength or anything supernatural like their two counterparts.

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

“This way. It’s not far at all.” “By the way, Evan have you shifted yet in the real realm yet?” “No so I can’t show Mom yet. But I want to. But she thinks we are scary and I should not read or learn anything more about werewolves.” “Firstly, the term werewolf is insulting. We prefer wolf shifter or shifter because there are many kinds of shifters in the world other then wolves. So, we look at werewolves as being in books and movies. While wolf shifters are in the real world.” They got to an old walk up apartment building and quickly walked to the back of the building. The pup had left his bedroom window open; it didn’t even have a bug screen. It was dark in the parking lot out back because m

"All that matters is that I know it." He rolls his eyes, but the Professor nods for her to continue. "For the wolves who lived, Osiris granted them human form and the ability to shift back and forth. Hence, he named them lycanthropes." "And the legend of the mummified werewolves?" Professor Bergins smiles. "I know you've learned this in your other classes, please share. Unless Mr. Sullivan would like to enlighten the class on his own species?" Sullivan growls low in his throat, then clears it and looks away.

I asked, trying to sound as confused as possible, like I had no idea what he was talking about. “I’m being brutally honest.” He replied. “Some people still don’t believe there are beings like werewolves among us, even though they’ve made themselves legally known around the world and can operate freely without limitations. As long as there is peaceful coexistence, there is no problem, right?” He said with a shrug. I nodded. “Yeah, we’ve got cities in America that are named after packs—like the Silver Moon pack.” “Yeah, I’ve heard about the Silver Moon pack. It’s basically the most common among the cities in America that was named after a wolf pack after the wars.” He replied.

then they are the other type of rogues, they are called the, "Feral ones, or the forsakened”. these are mindless werewolf that have surrenderd totally to its animalistica instincts. most times like the sisters told me, it results from death of a mate, or rejection. but the forsakened in trade for their humanity are very strong and powerful than regular rogues, sometimes going against the "natural rule" to fight alphas.

They don't exactly count She-wolves in the list. She chortles lightly. "Nah. I am a She-wolf, a female version of Werewolves. They are the men." She informs me. I make a low "oh," sound. "And by the way, I am the Luna to the Alpha of all of the Werewolves species. But please, call me Ana. It's a shortened form of Daciana." She completes and I am left in awe. "I am also Ana...I mean, from Anastasia." I tell her and she gasps.