Running Away From Werewolf Dream Novels & Stories

Avery’s Point Of View I should have been sleeping peacefully. Instead... I dreamt. No… it was a nightmare. In the dream, my wolf was there, just beyond reach, her white coat drenched in shadow. Her eyes were wild, filled with terror… no, with rage. She bared her teeth at me, snarling, her voice echoing through the vast, frozen landscape around us. "Stay away from me!" Her words cut deeper than any blade. I reached out, trembling, desperate to touch her, to comfort her, but every step I took pushed her farther away. The ground cracked beneath my feet. Darkness bled from the sky, seeping into everything.

“We were looking for them, hoping they survived the extermination.” “Sorry, I don’t know about the pack. I grew up in foster care and realized I was a werewolf when I was 12,” he replies, wincing. Shit. That must have been frightening. Shifting alone, having a wolf soul talking to you… “I’m sorry,” I say, stepping closer. “So, why are you here then?” “Not sure,” he looks away, staring into the thick trees. “Buff, my wolf brings me here every weekend. He just woke me up when he sensed you, too.”

Maybe there is no need to bother myself about this dream maybe it because of the werewolf book I was reading that is why I dreamt about werewolf there is nothing to be worried about werewolf never exist I thought when sundelly my phone started ringing disrupting me from my thought. I checked the screen and it was Alice that was calling me. "Hello Alice" I said immediately I picked the call. "How are you doing?" She asked I pause and remian silent for awhile not knowing if I should tell her about my dream but on a second thought I changed my mind I will not tell her now beside I am angry with her for not keeping her promise of coming to my house which the reason I collect the werewolf story t

I have to become a strong person, and I can't afford to show my weak side to people. After I was done rearranging, I went straight to sleep. Maybe everything happening currently to me is one of my nightmares, and when I wake up, everything will be back to normal. I tossed and turned on my bed, finding it difficult to sleep. Finally, I slept off. As usual, my dreams were always nightmares. I saw myself running away from wild wolves. They were chasing me to a particular place. I noticed I was running toward a dead end. The wolves were happy because they knew there was no way I could escape from them since that place was a dead end.

One month had passed since her date with Ryan, and every night she had the same reoccurring dream. The dream was dark and mainly consisted of running through rugged unknown terrain from giant grey wolves under the moon’s watchful stare. Last night her dream changed, and she saw a giant white wolf run amongst the grey flock. The white wolf separated from the pack and followed her, and together they ran through an old-growth forest.

Chapter 24 Kayla's POV When we finally stopped at the hotel, I was so relieved. I was exhausted after being on the road for so long. Don’t get me wrong, I like to travel, but dang, an eighteen-hour drive just wears you out. Dad had gotten everyone their own room, so I got to relax by myself. I like it that way. Taking a shower, I started to relax, drifting off to sleep. I began having this weird dream: I was running with a pack of wolves. I didn’t know where we were going until we stopped in front of other wolves that had red eyes, drooling out the mouth. There was something wrong with them, I thought. But then suddenly, they backed away, bowing their heads at us.

I left the washroom and lay next to Mary, but sleep didn't come, so I went for a run. I relinquish control to my wolf. He jumps over logs and streams, a feeling of liberation coursing through my body. I lie on the ground and close my eyes. I must have fallen asleep because I had a wonderful dream about Scarlett, we were happy and living our best life with our kids, we didn't worry about anything. Even after so many years had passed by, I loved her even more than I did before. I was content and happy with my family and my pack by my side. 'I want it, the dream,' I tell my wolf when I open my eyes.

Another wolf growled at them and tried to prevent them from coming to Steven. "Stop. Please stop. Why is this happening?" I hope this is just a dream. "Stop! I said stop!" I screamed at them loudly. I am using my force to make my voice louder. All of them stopped. Some of them whimpered loudly and walked backward. My hands were shaking. A wolf suddenly approached me, transforming into the people I know. "Steven... how... what... was happening?"

I did not know why I chose that spot, but I was not about to question myself. I was about to put her down when she stirred in my arms, and her eyes opened, her unusual violet eyes focusing on me, as I watched the smile fade from them, and in its place, first fear, then terror. AMELIA I was dreaming. One of the very few times I had a lucid dream. I was at home, and everything was back to normal, back to how things had been before I had decided to shatter it all by declaring that I wanted to go to college. Juliet and Helen were laughing over some boy that they had hunted, only he wasn't just a boy, he was a man. A werewolf male, an Alpha with shaggy blond hair and blue eyes -- and he was furio

I don't care where I go but I want to be as faraway as possible from these people as I can. I hear my mom's voice call after me but I ignore her. I run for the exit. When I spot a large mahogany door with engravings and a head of a werewolf, that is my cue to escape. Werewolf. I can't get the word out of my head. I am no monster. My mind is just playing tricks with me. I run outside before a pair of hands pry me back inside with force. They might be strong but with the need to escape, I fight for my freedom.