Remus Lupin Fanart Novels & Stories

Attacking him, maybe? Remus went to his little friend's pack. In this pack...Luis, he rules like a normal alpha. He already has a mate, which is very rare for a werewolf nowadays...and a happy life. Remus called him earlier when his car crossed the border of his pack. All very quickly…and he agreed to whatever Remus asked. Including marrying Remus to a human who works as a waitress at the Packhouse. He even promised to find an Elder for the ceremony.

I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind. As I drew her, I’d thought about sketching in the crescent moon birthmark on her back, but it was a little too low. It felt far too intimate a detail to share with anyone else, especially when I felt so strongly she was mine. I just wanted to make sure the drawing was good enough to help him identify her by her face anyways. I took a picture of it, and sent Damien a text: This is her. Find her ASAP. You got it, he texted back, and the search was on.