Stiles As A Werewolf Novels & Stories

I turned to the other traitor, Stylo, a lean and wiry werewolf with black fur. His eyes were flashing with intensity, and he was glaring at me with all the power left in his pale body. I moved closer to him, with a mocking smile on my face, and I playfully cupped his bloody chin.

Deucalion I repeated in my head. I felt him stop. I didn't raise my head, scared to be seen by his kind. I thought him allowing me to stay with him would just be us two, not with his entire kind. Foolish me I should have known since he was the leader of the werewolves. "Sit up," I heard him command me. My body shivers nervously as I did, showing myself to his kind. They were as frightened as I was of seeing them. "She's a human," a dark-haired she-wolf who seemed within the same age as me, 18, said surprisingly.

I said hastily and grabbed my school bag and ran out of the classroom. "Class is about to start!" Kate shouted. I could hear Kate's voice when I was outside the door but I wasn't in the mood to respond. I had to get out of here, as quickly as possible. If I didn't regain my composure, I would shift right in the classroom in front of all my classmates. More than anyone else, I knew Mia's words were true. Because… I was the werewolf she saw. My ancestors were weak werewolves, they were bullied by other wolves and had to hide in human society. They married humans, creating hybrids between humans and werewolves.

Lord Mortifer stop, and looked from Stasia to I. “Oh, the goddess did well with this pairing. A rare Jester/ Faite female with and a direct descendent of Lucien Lycan. The first werewolf. Your many greats grandfather was an amazing man.” He hugs us both in his long arms. Stasia is a what? I am the grandson of the original Lycan. Aren’t all werewolves? “How do you know any of that? I was left to die by my mother, raised in the human world. I new nothing of my heritage until I was 13. I still don’t know real information.” Stasia said as she pulled away.

He shows his teeth as if he was ready to bite Accalia and his saliva is dripping as if he that a delicious meal is right in his front. His growling heavily and he was looking at Accalia differently. It seems that he was not in his right mind. Rogues are werewolves that either have been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will but some of them weren't in their right mind and only wants to kill or eat anything, just like a human. The eyes of the werewolf turned darker, which means his action will be more aggressive and he wouldn't care even if he would get wounds or be killed. Just like what Accalia encountered before... This Rogue only wants to kill her.

He wore a black v neck t shirt, a black leather jacket, blue jeans and all black converse shoes. “It seems the prince has returned and with a girl this time, its about time.” The vampire said coolly. Xander growled back at him. The vampire rolled his eyes, “as if I can understand you when you’re in that dog’s body.” He took a few steps closer, eyes shifting to Amara, “you’re different. I’ve never seen a werewolf like you before.” How many wolves have you seen then, bloodsucker? Amara snapped.

Violet's gaze met Lily's, her eyes brimming with curiosity and a longing for understanding. "I've come seeking guidance, Lily. Wisdom that only you can offer," Violet began, her voice a blend of vulnerability and determination. "These pregnancy symptoms... they've taken me by surprise, and I fear I'm ill-prepared for what lies ahead." Lily smiled warmly, her voice laced with kindness. "My dear child, werewolf pregnancy is a transformative journey that intertwines the forces of nature with your own essence. Let me share with you the knowledge passed down through generations."

They were confident and composed, while I was a jittery mess, trying to remember everything I had learned in the past few days. One girl was asked, "Who was the first werewolf to ever exist?" She answered, "Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, the king of Arcadia." Her answer was met with nods of approval from the council and the other competitors. Another girl was asked, "What are the three forms that werewolves can take?" She confidently answered, "The human form, the wolf form, and the hybrid form." The council nodded in agreement, and I could feel my stomach churning with nerves.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

he replied "Can't we device a means to kill them? I mean..they know how to defeat us even on the full moon." Axel sighed "Nina..the thing is we're yet to face the most powerful of them.He's the main cause of this war.His mother was a werewolf.She married a vampire,a forbidden act.She was killed along with the vampire.They had him before that though." "So you can imagine.He's a half werewolf.He knows our every weaknesses.Probably the one who gave away the tactic of defeating us even on the full moon"