Reborn Werewolf Novels & Stories

Elaine’s POV The moon goddess gazed at me with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. Her presence seemed to grow even more commanding, the air around us shimmering with a soft, silvery glow. "I have reborn you, Elaine," she announced, her voice echoing with a sense of finality. "You are no longer human. You are now a werewolf—the most powerful one to ever exist since centuries ago." My breath caught in my throat. The enormity of her words was almost too much to grasp. I felt a strange, tingling sensation spreading through my body, as if every cell was being infused with new energy and strength.

Diana cleared her throat and started explaining, “You’re here because history repeats itself, which means there’s someone who has plans of causing chaos, though we’re not certain who it is yet. The endpoint of this is that you’re going to defeat this person.” The story of the evil werewolf king jogged my memory and a sense of dread washed over me, “How am I going to do that?” “You have powers stronger than any werewolf, but it'll be fully accessed when you’re rebirthed.” My eyebrows crinkled, “Rebirth?”

Of a warmth he could no longer reach. When he woke again, days later, he was still weak. Still human-passing. Still hidden. [STATUS:] Level: 1 Species Flags: LOCKED Alpha Dominance: SEALED Vampire Sovereignty: SEALED Only one thing remained active. [PASSIVE TRAIT:] Bloodline Echo — UNKNOWN FUNCTION Alpha stared at the ceiling of his new life, unaware of the chaos his rebirth had already caused. Multiple Alphas would rise. Multiple vampire royals would claim crowns.

She whispered to her reflection: “If they want me… they’re not ready for what happens next.” Because Sheraphina wasn’t the same fragile girl she’d been before rebirth. She had survived death once. She wouldn’t bow to the shadows now.

Solomon tries to mind-link but is refused by Evan. "It would appear that she doesn’t have an inner wolf. And her scent filled with a wolf smell. Did you shift on the full noon? Christa." Evan turns his face and stares at her beautiful face. Christa was not going to tell them about the reborn. The moon goddess gave her another chance so she could seek vengeance. Being a werewolf might be a price she needs to pay. A victory was purchased at too great a price. "I know something is wrong with me. Can we just leave it to be? It doesn’t matter how I become a she-wolf right now. I need to tell you what is going on in the secret facility we went to yesterday." Christa squawks.

I growl. It is so easy to get impatient with this man. I just want the information. I don't want idle chit-chat. "Okay, in the past, the Rebirther has boosted the werewolf population. She has done this by turning human children or infants. Apparently, turning humans is much easier when they are not fully grown. Their bodies are still growing, thus eliminating the portion of turning that requires growth. Unfortunately in our time technology is much different............in previous centuries human infants and children were much easier to get a hold of....unlike today. I am not sure how we will obtain children to boost our kind, but that is the Rebirther's roll," he explains quickly while watch

Every moment, I chose the pack's comfort over her safety. I've been repeating the same pattern. The same failure. "The partial shift," I say finally. "What does that mean? Is she—becoming wolf?" "She was never fully human," Morwen says. "The rebirth… it's not a clean thing. Souls carry traces. Hers carried enough of the old Luna's wolf to seed something in her blood. Dormant, until the bond woke it. Until the moon pulled." "Will it get worse?" "I don't know." She folds her hands, studying me with those too-seeing eyes. "She is something new. Something between. The old texts don't account for what happens when a reborn Luna starts to shift."

"Senna, did you think getting a second life meant you could do whatever you wanted? Too bad. This time around, I came back too." Her pupils shrank. The color in her face faded completely. "You... You were reborn too?" I did not answer. I just looked at her. Maggie rested a hand on my shoulder. Her voice was gentle, but the weight behind it was unmistakable. "Gage, the police are already downstairs. What do you want to do to her?" I looked at Senna's face, the same face I had once been obsessed with. Now, all I felt was revulsion. "Whatever she did to me and my father in the last life, I want it paid back a hundred times over."

He looked like a fairytale prince, like the man I once trusted with my soul. Like he hadn’t ripped it out of my chest. My knees buckled, My father held me upright, whispering something I couldn’t hear over the pounding in my ears. And then everything began to make sense. The Moon Goddess answered me. She heard my prayer, she sent me back to take my revenge. I had just been reborn six years back, to my wedding day with Darren. To the very day I married the man who would kill me and his unborn child. To the moment I made the biggest mistake of my life.

"Isla isn't breathing anymore! It's your fault that our daughter has lost her mother at such a young age!" Felix Zane's roar ripped through the winter air as he knelt by my best friend, Isla Kingsley's drenched, ice-cold body lying motionless on the riverbank. The onlookers watched his grief-stricken display with pity in their eyes. If I hadn't been reborn, I might have believed his performance too. …