Professor Lupin Wolf Novels & Stories

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.

Two glowing eyes, lemon yellow and predatory, staring at her from the shadows. "Who's there?" Her voice came out small and terrified. The creature stepped forward, and Yuna's breath caught. It was massive, a wolf far larger than any normal animal, its fur dark and bristling. Its lips curled back, revealing razor sharp teeth. It growled again, deeper this time, and crouched low. Before Yuna could scream, it lunged.

Nick just pulled me out from the class while holding my hand. I stopped walking with him and said, "What are you doing? Are you mad?" "What did I do wrong? Your professor is a werewolf. He should respect an alpha wolf". Looking at me, he said. "What? My professor is a werewolf?" I repeated his words surprisingly. "Yesterday was your birthday. I wasn't there. So, let's celebrate today". He said. "What are you even talking about? You were there. We cut the cake together. Now, I don't know what the professor will think about me". I answered

The professor took a deep inhale. “The Sacred Land has to do with the white witches, Rose Duville…and it doesn’t have to do with us, the wolves…” Clayton sighed. “What did you see there, Vlad Lup? Did you see our second successor?” Clayton turned his head down. “No. I saw the wolf of Doctor Wölf Hügel, the husband of Rose Duville and he approved me…” Professor Hügel curled his forehead. “How about the battle?” Clayton nodded. “Yes. The battle between The Protectors and the witches with the vampires. I saw a vampire offering a goblet to Sonya Duville…”

After the lesson, I leave the class without giving Liam and Lucy a second glance, and I head to the garden lab to see the wolf. I find the garden open already, and Professor Malino feeding her ducks. “Hi Professor.” “Willow,” she smiles. “Your friend is in there.” I murmur my "thank you", and I walk into the wildlife section. When I see him, I run towards him. He bows his head to greet me, and I feel honored. “Hi,” I smile as I walk towards the wolf. The wolf lies down, and I stroke its back. He seems to be my only loyal friend, but I know I can’t get attached. He needs a pack.

"You've been all glowy since you got back. And Lanvin's been weird too. Like, extra broody. Something happened." "Drop it, Freckles," I said, nudging her shoulder. "Class is starting. Be quiet and listen to the lecture." She pouted but straightened up, flipping open her notebook. "Fine, but I'm not letting this go. You owe me details later." The professor walked in then, a tall, grizzled man with a scar across his cheek. He was droning on about pack history or something. I wasn't really paying attention. My mind kept drifting back to Lanvin's room, the way he'd held me all night. It was messing with my head. My wolf had been quiet since then, but every time I thought about him, she stirred,

She turns her head a little more, but still not enough for me to see her properly when she says. “Lina” I smile to myself, and Hunter is going nuts inside my head and keep telling me to make her look at us, only by seeing her eyes I will know for sure that she is my mate. The professor enters the room, and everyone goes quiet. The professor is one of the werewolves working at the school and she bows her head to me when she sees me, I nod my head back to her and smile.

The middle-aged professor with the tightly wound bun of greying hair wasn’t afraid to speak her mind and scold the few students whispering or idly playing Zombie Crash on their cellphones, but her sharp tongue ended there. I knew what it looked like when someone was biting back their words, stuffing them deep down where they’d never be seen again. That’s exactly what Professor Hopkins was doing as she went over the tumultuous history of the Original Pack and how they came to discover the extraordinary gift of turning a human into a wolf.

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

“That's disgusting!” “It's swamp moss, excellent for masking scents!” He shrugged as he continued to apply it to my body. “Transform!” “What? Didn't you just say that our strongest form is lupine?” I looked suspiciously at the Alpha. “Sophie, if you haven't noticed, I'm a very large wolf, and there's little space here!” A growl escaped his lips. “Did you forget that you're also a big man?” I retorted challengingly. “And why are we hiding? You could easily take care of the lackeys of the Crescent Moon Wolves!” I observed.