Professor Lupin Werewolf Novels & Stories

One week later, the werewolf culture class commenced sharply at eight o’clock in the morning in the tiered lecture hall. On the podium, Professor Sarek looked radiant. His golden-brown eyes gleamed under the lights, and his entire presence radiated the unmistakable satisfaction of a man thoroughly well-fed. “Turn to page sixty-two,” he said, his voice carrying a distinctly cheerful lilt. “Today, we’ll be discussing the werewolf’s… views on romance.”

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.

Professor Sylvia said with a cold smirk. This was personal and it made me wonder how long it had been going on. An uneasy silence filled the room. "Any more snarky comebacks?" Professor Sylvia asked with an expectant look on her face. Leia clamped her mouth shut but her face hardened in anger. I did not think she was going to be saying anything else in this class. "Very well, then we can get on with today's topic," Professor Sylvia began and went on to talk about how and why Mating process between werewolves was the way that they were..

“Any update? Please tell me you figured out what was wrong with her. Please tell me she'll be fine.* “After everything, we finally have a diagnosis.” I fought the urge to give a mini victory dance on his desk. Since the doctor now knew what was wrong with her, it meant she could get treated, and could get better immediately. “ I have no idea how it happened or got into her system, but she consumed lupine. “Lupine?” I repeated. “What's that?” “It's a rare substance that breaks down the muscles of a wolf when combined.” My heart dropped to my feet at his words. “it makes the werewolf weak, and if that substance isn't stopped, it's affects could be dangerous.”

The scientist smiled and pressed the remote he was holding. The man named Uno stopped running when he felt a pain in his head. He stopped running and growl. He looked behind him to see what the scientist was doing, but he had run a long way in just one minute. “Ahh!” he cried out again when he felt the pain again. He fell on the ground and suddenly felt all his bones cracking and his body felt so hot. As he crawls on the ground, he felt that he’s slowly changing into something… a werewolf!

Shuddering, I watched as he turned around to face us. “I’m Professor Stefan, your Tactics 101 teacher for this year,” he loudly announced to us as he walked from one side of the classroom to the other. “I have been tasked with turning you pups into the best werewolves and leaders you can be.” He stopped suddenly and looked directly at Rowan and me. “I didn't agree to teach you, nasty creatures. But yet here I am forced to do it. I beg of you, don't give me a reason to show you my bad side because I won't hesitate to take you out.”

Garret offers, “He’s a professor at the Lupin university. He studies a lot about how our mental state can affect our ability to connect to our wolves. He would probably love to talk to you.” I eagerly accept. I can’t say no to that can I? It sounds exactly what I need. So now it’s two days later and My driver has just dropped me off at a small café on the campus of Lupin university. The Grind. I cringe at the cheesy name but as I walk in Inhale the rich, warm smell of coffee and pastries and it makes me smile. I haven’t been in a coffee shop in so long. It’s also my fist time out of the palace alone so I am a bit nervous. I say alone, there is a security guard stood at the door looking very

Luna's p.o.v I sat with the new professor at his office, staring deeply at him, he knew what I was, like I also knew what he was, we were here for no child’s play. “Speak,” I commanded. Since winning the war, werewolves had the higher hand to vampires. “I am Professor Marcus…” “Not your name, who are you?” I cut him off. “I am Ronald… Jack's father” he stated. Jack? The same Jack?

“I heard that’s even more difficult than any advanced class at this school.” “I was practicing magic with Xaden earlier and Principal Rapport was watching me,” I told her in a hushed tone. “He was impressed that I was able to do more than one spell at a time.” Her mouth hung open in shock. “Seriously?” She gasped. I could tell she had way more questions for me, but classes started, and we both drowned ourselves in our work. Werewolf History was taught by Professor Santina. She was a young teacher with long black hair with blonde highlights and big blue eyes. She was obviously a werewolf shifter and she even shifted to show us her large black wolf which also had streaks of blonde in its coat