Remus Lupin Werewolf Form Novels & Stories

and pressed the pressure point between her ear and neck knocking her unconscious. The man jumped this time and crawled to the walls vanishing on the second floor. Remus laid Eden gently on the floor and placed a cross made of Wolf fang on her neck– to keep her safe for a little while. “I’ll be quick,” he whispered in her ears even though he knew she couldn’t hear. In one big growl he changed. One moment a man, then another a fourteen feet Werewolf, with fur as dark as the night, eyes glowing golden, claws as hard as diamonds and fangs sharper than anything. He howled loud and long– it was a call and despite the distance he knew they heard.

"I will make a cut on both of your hands. You will need to join your hands, while Alfa Re Supremo in his half human and half wolf form will mark Luna Regina twice." With that Alfa Re Supremo, let his wolf take over. Withing few nanoseconds he was half human and half wolf. His dark black has sprouted on his arm, his clothes shredding as he takes the powerful form of his wolf. He was standing upright and he was almost three feet taller than me in his this form.

So it released him, and before he could recover from his earache, Jax immediately launched at him. Jax human form is gone, his wolf has completely taken over him. And it savagely bitten the man, which is a stray vampire. The man’s strength was nothing compared to Jax’s wolf, which has been itching to get out for how many years. And now that it has finally gotten out, it’s putting all its energy at pulling every part of the man.

The world shifted as Amelia felt the transformation begin—a rush of power coursed through her, an instinctual understanding flooding her consciousness. The ship quaked beneath her feet as she felt her form shifting, bones reshaping, muscles tautening. Her chestnut fur erupted forth, gleaming in the ghostly light of the moon above, a sudden release of power that surged through her. She stood tall, massive, a magnificent werewolf. Her blue eyes glowed with supernatural intensity, reflecting the fierce determination coursing through her veins. A howl erupted from her lips, echoing through the stormy night, a declaration that shook the very foundations of the rift above. She was a force of natur

Romulus, who was on the verge of founding the city of Rome, found out that his brother had gotten the wolf who suckled them pregnant, and that his brother would have children before him who would be more powerful than his in a city he founded through a diviner. This incensed him, and they had a fight that ended in Romulus killing Remus. His lover on hearing of his death, escaped to an island and had a son there, naming him Lupus, the first werewolf, inheriting the ability to morph into a wolf form while being fully human, traits from his mother and father. He could only do this, however, by letting a strong emotion take control over him because his mother mourned his father’s death as she ga

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 don’t know if I can beat her. “Get everyone back, and stay out of sight” I growled over my shoulder at Lupus. He nodded once and changed form, right in front of me. His dark grey, and very large, wolf looked even more terrifying than the human form of Lupus did. I’ve seen his wolf form before, from a distance anyway. But seeing his wolf up close and personal, with the scar running across his face, his long sharp teeth on full display, plus the furious glint in his eyes. If I didn’t know who it was in there, I would be wetting myself with fear.

Nico breathed a sigh of mixed exasperation and relief before continuing. “Okay, first things first. If you haven’t realized yet, you’re a werewolf.” Ben looked at his furry self which was sitting down on the floor. “Yeah, I guess I got that… I thought we change with the full moon, though.” “Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.”

I asked, pretending to have forgotten. Sir Wilson nodded, his eyes distant. “They have every characteristic of a crimson werewolf. Their furs are pure red, their size is double the size of a normal werewolf but there was something different about them…” I looked at him, my brows squeezed, confusion evident on my face. “What do you mean?” Sir Wilson took a breath, using his hands to demonstrate as he talked, “You see… when a crimson transforms into their wolf, they’re completely red, even their eyes, right?”

The corners of his eyes still crinkled with mirth, but it was evident that he was starting to see the logic behind my seemingly outrageous plan. Seeing Peter laugh at my joke, I couldn't help but join in. On the surface, it appeared I was just poking fun at myself, but deep down, I was being entirely serious. Ever since the last resurrection ritual, nearly all my werewolf powers had been drained, and as a result, my form had undergone a transformation—I had indeed become a small wolf dog, petite and with a coat of pure white fur. This change initially filled me with insecurity; after all, I used to be a strong, imposing white wolf, and now I had turned into something so “adorable.”