Owl House Comics Novels & Stories

“Anyway, the urge has been growing greater and greater, and my wolf wants to paw at him. What if she's right? What if the moon goddess meant it and he is my mate? I've not met his wolf, but I can hear him calling at mine, and when our skin touches, I feel like I'm exploding. He does all these little things that make me want to claim him as mine even though I'm an Omega. Like yesterday when I had my regular nightmare, he stayed through the night and let me hold his hand. You should have seen it, so pale. I probably squeezed the circulation out of it Char.” Charity turned to her, eyes widened like a puppy's. “Oh, that is the most adorable thing ever! He likes you too, and he's doing a terrible

Lucas and I follow suit and we walk toward one another. The other wolves are both male and they look at Lucas while the leader speaks, “Beta, why are you on our lands?” Lucas talks with confidence, “Good evening, Alpha Mock. My pack member and I are looking for the Zobs. They are in your lands and attacked us yesterday.” Alpha Mock looks at the man with him, “Yes, we managed to get them off our lands. They are now back on Hail Wire lands. Why would you look for them?” Lucas looks at me, but I say nothing. I don’t know what to say when it comes to Werewolf matters.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

“Nah. It would take more than just a horse to make me jealous.” “Right…” I said, knowing better than that. Oliver opened his mouth to say something but his phone chimed with a news update. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and looked at it. I kept brushing the horse but paid attention to him. He was reading something and he seemed worried as he started to chew his fingernails. That was never a good sign. “What is it?” I asked in a deep tone as I stopped brushing. “Wolfe Ranch is smart, and that horse you’re in love with is fucking valuable,” he said.

I prevented the guard from announcing my presence and went in myself. I was about to enter their living room when I started hearing an argument from them. Apparently, they were arguing about whether to release Zendaya's wolf or not. The alpha insists on them giving back her wolf but the wife kept on yelling and threatening him not to. Another voice was pleading to release her son. The house was chaotic. I couldn't believe my ears. My eyes were literally bleeding. What kind of souls are these people? how could they go to this extent to harm a girl?

Everything all right? Harold swallowed a small ball of saliva before texting back. ‘I'm in the room right now and you are not. There's a funny dude here.” He held the phone in one hand and dropped his arm. He turned to look at Drew who seemed to have forgotten Harold existed as he took in long, deep breaths and about two seconds later, let the smoke out his nostrils and lips. “— and I'm a werewolf,” Harold completed what he had to say. Drew turned to look at him, nodded, and smiled.

A rustle of snow. A shadow moved. Then— A lone wolf stepped out of the darkness. Massive. Black fur. Eyes glowing silver. Rylan stiffened instantly. “Not possible.” Kade swore. “That can’t be—” Lyra’s heartbeat tripped. The wolf lowered its head… in a bow. “What is that?” she whispered. Rylan’s voice was barely human. “A sentinel.” Lyra’s breath caught. Sentinels were ancient wolves said to serve only one bloodline—one house. A house believed extinct.

she trailed off and her eyes widened. “He's a what?” Wayne asked. “A half human, half werewolf. A halfblood,” she stated. “What?” “I know. His family hates him for it. I don't know why I saw them, but I think Walter knows something,” Olive said firmly. “We'll go see Mufasa later.” “How long have I been out?” “Three days. And you don't know how bored I've been with my life. The most boring three days of my life,” Wayne puffed air out and Olive laughed. This mate of hers.

He stood up and watched me as I just quickly got it over with and drank the cold burning liquid. I coughed and he took the glass, pouring us both another drink before he came and sat back down. “Where to start with Lorenzo Castello. He is a drunk, the brother of an Alpha. He's a fuck up, always has been. He found his mate when he was 19 and ended up killing her in a drunk driving incident that the Alpha of the pack, his older brother, covered up. When he was 25 he took my grandmother, Orla, as his second chance mate, she was from another pack. She lost her first mate in a rogue attack and she was used by her family to help link the packs. Lorenzo though, didn't like that he was forced to tak

“Instead of threatening to throw a knife at me just so I'd walk with you to get drunk.” “Oliver, that doesn't mean you can't at least pretend to be decent and enjoy being here.” Keyleth whined, tugging the cowl of her hood up. I snorted. “I can't pretend to be something I'm not.” An onyx-eyed female wolven was suddenly inches away from me. The pale skin of her breasts pushed up and almost out of the cloth that struggled to keep them in place. She pulled her bottom lips in, revealing the sharp edge of one of her fangs, her eyes roaming over me. Shoving another growl down my throat, I watched her approach me, her fingertips inches away from my face. Her jet black hair fell in waves to her shou