Purple Werewolf Novels & Stories

I try to contact Derric but he doesn't answer either. "You can try shifting pup but you won't be able to. I just injected you with wolfsbane." He has a menacing glint in his eyes. He starts laughing and walks away. That is going to be a big problem. You see wolfsbane is the kind of drug that puts your wolf to sleep for an extended period of time. The time is depended on how much wolfsbane you have been given. It also cuts you off from your pack and to sum it up it basically makes you human.

Purple said, tears coming down from her eyes. " maybe," Vance said. That made Purple's heartbreaking though it already was. " If he wouldn't tell you, then you won't be here. You would leave me to die." Purple repeated to herself and reminded herself that her mate is such as selfish dickhead. Purple wasn’t shocked to find she has a mate and is alpha as she read that human mated to a werewolf is possible, and there are people to prove this. " you should probably be sleeping," Vance said in a not-so-caring voice.

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”

However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away. "How long can you keep that act up!" She raised her blade and swung at a nearby tree shattered it and sending the chunks flying towards Jason again. (Oh come on! I've had it!) the wolf vexed and stops in his tracks only to then lunge at the red haired girl. "Finally showing your true colors!" Clara said as she took her stance however. 'Chomp!' the wolf grabs a large tree branch mid air and swings it at Clara surprising her. (He's using weapons?! But a wolf can't!) She bit down hard as she's flung aside.

When we reached Alex and Talia, they both got up. “Congrats, Wulfric.” Alex put out his right hand to Blake to shake, and I had to do a double take when I noticed his pinky was missing and the skin was raised in pinkish-red rings around his other fingers, as if he’d been cut and the wound never fully healed. I didn’t even know it was possible for a werewolf to scar. “What happened to your hand?” Blake asked, clearly noticing the same thing right before he took it. “Lost a finger.” Alex gave a sheepish smile.

If he succeeded, he would be unstoppable… … but he didn’t, because in her reality in Fairbanks, Vak Smallchief is still known as the first werewolf in history and the only werewolf ancestor who receives 7 salutation howls on the nights of the Full Moon Feasts. Where did that leave Nikjin? “You are a beautiful sight to behold in wasteland such as this,” he said, appearing in front of her like an apparition.

Conal hesitated, then nodded and said, "Perhaps Phelan is right." He turned to look Azura in the eye, and he explained: "When you were about to turn into a werewolf. I've seen your eye color change." "It's a fiery yellow, it only appears when a werewolf becomes angry or transforms into a wolf form. This is also the signal for us to know who is the immortal werewolf." Phelan spoke up, asserting that Azura was an immortal werewolf. Azura was shocked; she still couldn't believe what she had just heard. She still thought she couldn't be an immortal werewolf.

I don't care if anyone sees me or if I end up on the news my anger will never let this man go free. "Listen, dude, I didn't come here to play. I came here for answers. Now quit playing and tell me what being a grey wolf means." His smile isn't there anymore, he looks as confused as ever. "I'm not playing with you Chloe, you were born a grey werewolf. Your father was a grey werewolf, you're a grey werewolf. Grey werewolves are more powerful than regular werewolves, grey wolves are also the only breed of werewolves to not be controlled by the moon. You all can turn at will and it won't even hurt." He chuckles. "Y'all are lucky bastards."

I nod, but internally I am starting to freak out. “This brings me to our next topic. As you all know by now, your Dema King has chosen his queen. Aurora is a pure hybrid, she is half blood witch, and half werewolf… an Alpha werewolf as a matter of fact. Her parents-“ “Raised a psychotic killer!” a harsh voice interrupts. My head snaps in the direction it came from and my eyes land on a handsome man with the exact shade of dark green eyes as Heidi and Harlow.