Professor Lupin Wolf Novels & Stories

I tossed my briefcase carelessly onto the couch before leaning heavily against my desk, pressing both hands against my face in an attempt to steady myself. When I lowered them again, my attention immediately caught on something sitting at the center of the desk that definitely had not been there before I left for class. A folded piece of black parchment sealed with dark red wax. Stamped into the center of the seal was the crest of a snarling wolf wrapped in thorned briars. The mark of the Lycan Elders. The temperature in the room seemed to drop instantly. My posture straightened automatically, every trace of the university professor disappearing beneath the colder instincts of the prince I h

I don't have time to lay down. Three hours later, the wolf, already cheerful, ran up to the house on the edge of the camp. He threw things out of his mouth, looked around and threw himself over as a man. The beast was unhappy, although this is putting it mildly, he was angry: he did not feel the smell of Leah. Most likely put on the artifact again. I also winced in displeasure, but this is probably for the best: talking to her and inhaling her alluring smell would be problematic, to put it mildly. Having dressed, he went into the house, from the bowels of which the appetizing smell of pastries. Went to the kitchen. - Hi.

His breathing which had turned uneven was noticed by all the werewolves in class. The Geography teacher who had watched the young Alpha's reaction, looked towards the lady he had fun teasing earlier. Humans were fun to tease and he especially liked seeing the embarrassing look on them when he stares openly at them. So she is our Luna?!

I have only ever heard stories from my seniors of werewolf's being able to stand on two legs, I thought it was just a myth considering I've been a werewolf hunter for so long, killed hundreds of wolves and has never seen one this big. This must be what they call a hybrid wolf, a wolf much more ruthless than an alpha. During all that was happening I somehow notice that he or it was gorgeous. The kind of beauty that shouldn't belong to something so deadly. And yet, as he turned to look at me, there was no cruelty there. Only concern.

She said to me, "Shut up! You know well now he's not just some random professor. He's also the Alpha leader of the North. Surely, I can't..." I started off but she cut into my sentence. "Can't what? Can't become his Luna?" Clover asked me. "That would be so much of a wishful thinking and we both know I cannot..." I started off the argument. "Oh, please." My wolf says without care. Suddenly, Professor Derrick had ceased walking but in my timing of arguing with Clover, I had not noticed as I walked right into him. Accidentally bumping my nose into his back.

- I asked curiously. - He bought a cabin in the forest above! - There is nothing in that place! Except for the river and ghost stories from our childhood - I smiled - why would anyone buy a cabin there? - Ian says he doesn't like people very much! He is coming to our wedding because Ian insisted so much! - Surely people don't like him either! With that ugly face of someone who ate a lemon, he certainly won't be very successful in the town of the most boring and unbearably happy people in the world.

Are they going to attack me? The door swings open, and a woman walks in, standing confidently at the front of the class. “Hello, everyone. I’m Professor Bennett. Welcome to Wolf 101,” she says with a bright smile. I feel relieved. For now, at least, I don’t have to worry about being bullied by these wolves. “Let’s start with an interesting question,” Professor Bennett says as she uncaps a marker and writes on the whiteboard. “In just one word, who are werewolves?”

I look at Lila and sigh, “I am almost 18 and Lila is 17 and human; she has no wolf.” The wolves behind him growl and take two steps forward as he holds his hand up, stopping them, “You aren’t afraid of the laws? Wolves and humans aren’t allowed to be friends or together unless they are mates or are marked. Is she your lover?” I look at Lila and nod, “Yes, she is my lover.” I know nothing of werewolf law and only a little of human law. I was only bred in a lab to be a soldier. These wolves may be my species, but we have nothing in common and I don’t know their laws.

The professor of this particular course talks in a language I don’t seem to always get, I fall asleep in every one of his classes but pass them with sweetness. What is weird here is Syn also hates this class but today he is listening so intently to what the man is saying, why he became a professor is a mystery to me, he is also a royal wolf, meaning he has a very large prestige, the reason he wants to slum it here is beyond me but who cares, I even heard he’s part of the board of directors for the ice sneakers of the university but never shows up at any event. Syn is tapping his leg on the ground and he only does that when he’s worried or scared, okay that’s too much worrying from my side, I

“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.