Solo Leveling Werewolf Novels & Stories

“So, about this mind speak thingy…” “Ah, that’s a type of communication magic that all werewolves have. It lets them talk with their pack members,” said John, who finally chose to speak after watching the two in their awkward situation. “Anything you say using that magic can only be heard by those you consider part of your pack. In this case, it’s Young Master Nico and I. Your parents would probably be able to hear you as well, but since there’s a considerable distance, they would likely not.” “Oh, okay…”

“That’s what Aion told me on the phone. He said that in the room, there was human blood, presumably from Winter.” “Then, the rogue wolf is back,” he said glumly, “they came to finish what they started. They must have taken Winter thinking that it was Nora. Rogue Wolfs are often not sound individuals. They are the product of what happens when werewolves are alone, and they abandon their pack. Either because they’re banished from the pack for something unforgivable, they’ve done, or because they refuse to serve their alpha. When that happens, their wolf becomes confused because they have no purpose. It’s harder for them to shift. They lose any sense of humanity that they might have. Often, all

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

I knew that if I didn't do something critical about the rats, they would come back and continue tormenting me. So, I turned around and did the needful. When I was done, I finally went back to my sitting position, gripping a rusted fork which I had found during my rat hunt. I assured myself that the same way I had taken care of the rats, that's how I'd do to the rest of my problems. I would finally face my mum, Steve and Ava and show them that i wasn't a trashbag nor a weakling. Unknowning to me, my eyes began to glow yellow as my werewolf's eyes emerged.

Stay with me here, I know I am overloading you with a ton of information about us, but it all will make sense in the end. Werewolves live in packs, and a hierarchy system rules the pack. The strongest werewolf is the leader of the pack and is called Alpha. His mate, and equal, is called Luna. They are the head of the pack. The second in command is the Beta, the third Gamma, and so on. You get the idea. They all help lead the pack, but the Alpha is always the last to have the final say. The werewolves whose connection with their inner wolf is weak, or are unable to shift, are called omegas. They are the lowest rank of the pack. Most of them work as servants. There are regular pack members su

He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage. Recently, Grey had not sent Vampires to the Werewolf and Lycan territory and it was quite suspicious. The Werewolfs and Lycans felt that he's planning something big and want a new leader who can take him down and they thought and decided that no one else could defeat a vampire as strong as Grey if not Kyle. But they won't allow Kyle be the leader until he gets married. Marriage was a sign of a responsible adult to them and they wanted a responsible leader who can fight their sworn enemy. After weighing his options, Kyle glanced at

Alpha King calmly said. He was used to such matches. To achieve the goal, each werewolf must pay the price based on his or her ability. The white wolf was completely exhausted. If he stubbornly wanted to take things that were beyond his reach, he would have to pay a higher price. Seeing that I was still worried, Alpha King comforted me. "Rest assured. This is just a match, no one will die." I stared at the white wolf from afar, perhaps to me he was being obstinate and he himself thought he was trying.

I hum in agreement as I rest my arms on the table. The leader steps forward with crossed arms. He is not the same guy who hugged me. This guy means business. He wastes no time. “We know where they’re hiding. The plan is simple. We flood them out. Once they’re exposed, we’ll move in, take them down. And we’ve got new rounds for this mission,” he says, his voice cold. My heart skips a beat. New rounds. I have to get my hands on those bullets. “Two minutes after they get hit . . . Dead.” Shit. That is next level. How can bullets even cause a werewolf’s organs to shut down in two minutes?

I could feel the primal rage emanating from its eyes, but I met its gaze with unwavering resolve. As the werewolf's struggles weakened, I knew victory was within reach. Drawing on every ounce of strength, I summoned a final surge of power. With a primal howl, I tightened my grip, snapping the creature's neck. The werewolf let out a guttural howl of pain, its body crumbling to the ground. Its body went limp beneath me, and his life was extinguished.

Wait for a second—this is a wolf, isn't it? "Wait, today is a full moon night, and today a wolf can't stop shifting under this light." "A human has to shift into his or her wolf." "Today a wolf cannot control his inner demon Jack muttered. "WOOF!" The wolf growled so hard, and that single sound gave me chills down my spine. I kept my hand on his hand, which covered my lips. I never saw a wolf before, and this is my first time. I never thought to see a wolf like this, let alone on a full moon when they have extraordinary powers; I know that.