Professor Lupin As A Werewolf Novels & Stories

“Like Dexter’s Laboratory?” “Ohhh, like the professor from Power Puff Girls?” Kara holds her hands to her mouth with excitement. “Oh my Goddess, no Kara. He means she’s gonna be like Professor Lupin. Except he was a lycan. I don’t care what they called him in that movie.” Katie crosses her arms in front of her and squints her eyes in an accusatory manner. “I should know. I used to have a regular who was a lycan. He was an asshole.”

But he didn't need the information since he already knew. One of the annoying things about being a werewolf was that he could smell all the saline implants in her body which was a very huge turn-off. Besides, her annoying voice grated on his nerves and his wolf hated her. A lot. She thought her new look would be enough to snag anyone but he wasn't interested in her in the slightest. She settled herself in the chair across from his desk. "How's your day going Professor Lucas? Trust you've settled in well," she said in her high-pitched voice which she probably thought sounded seductive.

The smell was very clear and strong, maybe a bit obscured by the human smell but still I could detect the werewolf easily from the start. Dr. Burns frowned then shook his head at me. "Alpha, he's human." "Do you have a cold, doc?" I asked this time really irritated. I just ran to take the woman to this hospital, I haven't even had time to put on my t-shirt and I'm only wearing my jeans. The last thing I wanted to do right now was have an argument about whether Chloe-I mean Miss Miller was human or not. "I taught him for four years, Alpha, and have never smelled a werewolf in him." Dr. Burns insisted.

Only forty seats were filled—twenty humans, twenty werewolves, deliberately interspersed. I ended up between Jenny and a werewolf boy who looked like he'd rather be anywhere else. He had bronze skin, dark hair, and the kind of muscle definition that came from genetics, not gym time. "Good morning, students." The professor was a middle-aged woman with kind eyes and absolutely no werewolf markers I could identify. Human? Here? "I'm Professor Martinez, and I'll be guiding you through Integration Studies. This class is designed to bridge the gap between our species, to foster understanding and cooperation."

He looked down at me. “What I didn’t do, however,” he said. “Was pick on the wolfless.” “But, she was the weakest!” Another wolf-turned-human protested. “And Kairos—” “Mr. Moonraiser will be compensated for the hunt this year,” the professor said. “But the rest of you are dismissed to afternoon classes.” A few of the wolves tried to protest but ended up giving up as they watched Professor Lunerly’s mouth set in a thin line. One by one, they all shifted back to their wolf forms and took off across campus. As they all disappeared, I looked up at my savior.

“It's curfew. You shouldn't be out. You know there's a punishment for that, right?” I looked back at where that creature had appeared. It was a large dog with black fur. No, that didn't look like a dog at all. It was too sinister to be one. It looked more like a wolf. A werewolf, perhaps, as it had distinct features. Was that how a werewolf looked, truly? I gulped, pushing back the lump finding its way up my throat. Where did it go? Did I imagine it trying to attack me? “I asked you a question,” Professor Jaxon's firm voice broke through my thoughts.

He was no-one, he isn't important, yet he posessed so much powers, he is taking over the vampire world and he is misleading the werewolves. Luna Luna gave me a call, she reported that a werewolf killed a Professor, that was highly abomidable. All werewolves. breeds and packs had rules, one of the rules included ‘never harming a human’. Whoever did this must be seeking Luna's attention, they are trying to get on Luna's nerves. The one who did it was surely not a Garou, neither a Lycan, possibly a human-wolf hybrid, they do the craziest stuffs.

All I had to do was keep my head down, just like headmistress Gretchen advised. I wiped the tears forming in my eyes, sitting up and focusing on the professor. "Today, you'll learn about the differences between werewolves, Lycans, and other shifters," Professor Edmund announced, and the projector whirred to life. Carnemore was undoubtedly prestigious. It was the ideal school for supernaturals, but for someone like me, it felt like a nightmare. As I tried to focus on the lesson, something hit me in the face. A paper. I picked it up after it landed right next to me and my heart sank as I unwrapped it.

A young man in his early thirties, if I had to guess. By his looks, he was clearly a werewolf, not that they would have a human for Royal Studies. "Okay settle down everyone." A warm tone and a pleasant smile. "Wow atleast not everyone has a stick up their ass or is a bitc-" Emily clamps her hand at my mouth, stopping me from talking further, her eyes horrified. "Werewolf hearing." She mouthed. Oh. Emma snickered as the professor glanced at us and shook his head, his lips twitching.

“What happens when I take lupine?* I asked, my heart hammering loudly in my chest. “It makes werewolves stronger but it can kill impure wolves,” she revealed. “Kill me?” my eyes widened in alarm as I staggering backwards, I didn't even have time to process what was going on when I felt something, liquid flowing down my legs. “Blood,” I screamed. I was bleeding.