Teenage Werewolf Novels & Stories

Robert tak menjawab, tapi kemudian dia memberi isyarat pada orang-orangnya untuk menyerang Dean. Annabeth menoleh cemas ke arah Dean yang menghadapi sepuluh orang itu sendirian. Kemampuan mereka jauh di atas para newborn. Mereka adalah vampir dan werewolf terlatih. Ketika seorang werewolf berubah menjadi seriga dan menerjang ke arahnya, Annabeth seolah tak bisa bernapas. Sedikit saja, serigala itu pasti sudah mengoyak leher Dean. “Dad, kumohon … lepaskan dia …” Annabeth memohon putus asa pada ayahnya. “Biarkan dia pergi …”

Sejenak wanita itu terdiam, sepertinya tengah mencobe menenangkan diri, dan ia melanjutkan perkataannya. "Dia baru saja kehilangan suaminya saat itu karena mencoba melerai pertengkaran klan naga dan salah satu anggota dari klan kami. Kami, kaum werewolf, biasanya memiliki satu orang yang ditakdirkan untuk menjadi pasangan kita di masa depan--tidak peduli warna kulit, ras, dari kalangan makhluk supernatural apa mereka, maupun gender. Itu bukan masalah besar bagi kaum werewolf seperti kami," lanjutnya. "Bisa dikatakan itu masa yang cukup sulit, karena di saat itu juga aku baru memulai tahun keduaku menjabat sebagai alpha klan Laurent. Untuk kakak laki-lakiku yang baru saja kehilangan orang yan

tanpa sadar, Zachary sudah Tiba-tiba Cailey berbalik. “Apakah aku boleh bertanya sesuatu?” tanya Cailey. Zachary mengangguk. “Aku menonton film seri Teen Wolf saat aku remaja…” Cailey menggantungkan perkatannya. “Aku tahu film itu,” kata Zachary. “Apa werewolf akan mendapat mate baru, jika mate lamanya mati? Seperti Kira yang menggantikan Allison dihati Scott,” tanya Cailey melanjutkan perkataannya.

I asked, finding it hard to believe. "Yeah, because I am one." Derek told an unbelievable truth... "No! You're a human like myself." Ilet go of my wooden spoon... "Really? Then tell me what happened last night was ordinary.". He left me to answer, but when I couldn't give any response, he continued, "Sarah, I am a Werewolf, but I am cursed, and I need an antidote to cure me from losing myself.". . He looked at Justin with a sad counterance. I wasn't understanding anything, and so I asked, "What curse? And what was the ritual for?".I asked him another question...

This was about Grace’s stalker. “I realize the werewolf way would be to kill him,” she said. “But, well, the house is owned by Mr. and Mrs. Howser.” “So?” “So, he’s probably some stupid kid, and he’s probably human.” Sarah shrugged. “He a dumb-ass teenager who thought he’d stir up some trouble online. I don’t think a death sentence is the answer.” “He’s been making inappropriate comments about my daughter.” “And he’s a kid.” Sarah frowned at me. “Werewolf puberty kicks in around nine years or so. For humans, it’s more like twelve, and I hate to admit it, but human males in their mid-teens are absolute morons.”

After lying in my bed feeling like I’m festering, I get up and grab the werewolf book they gave me feeling like I might as well do something useful to distract myself. When I hear their footsteps, I’m halfway through a chapter on adolescents and what I’m learning is more than alarming because apparently the more powerful the Wolf the sooner they can transform, with the earliest recorded being at ten years old. Ten. If one of my children suddenly flips into a Wolf at ten, I don’t know what I think I’d do. The door opens as I’m pulling a face and Aeron and Cain are there, smouldering in their deliciousness. Suddenly it’s like a flame is lit in me and I let out a moan as I half toss the book.

Ava's pov) The morning of my eighteenth birthday arrived far too quickly than I would have liked. The early morning sun filtered into my room from my window as I stared up at the cracked ceiling above my bed. The selection was today. Right on my birthday. Every year the werewolves go to the few remaining human settlements scattered around the continent to take humans who have just turned 18 to work as their servants until they are 50 or if you are lucky enough to have a good ‘master’ — as they love to refer to themselves, who would let you start a family in a settlement close to the pack but you'd still come to their houses every day to work.

Beyond my sight, the comments from those watching the trial surged again: 【I told you, Serina has great wisdom! She saw through what these souls truly yearn for!】 【So touching... these souls consumed by hatred and misunderstanding only need the purest form of being seen and understood.】 【She didn't even need to use those terrifying items. She got the tokens just by talking!】 I continued downward, visiting many nests and encountering many souls bound by painful memories and the rigid rules of werewolf society. There was a teenager who died while searching for his lost family, killed by enemy packs or Rogues. There were young Omegas who died from bullying within their own packs.

Just then my beta rushes in all excitedly, “Sir, we caught another rogue. We have him in the cells. I thought you should know.” “Wonderful,” I stand and head out with my beta. We walk into the cells and as soon as I see the rogue, I stopped short. He is so young. He has to at least be sixteen. As a werewolf, we get our wolves at fourteen but find our mates at seventeen. Some have at sixteen. But for a rogue to be as young as sixteen? That is unheard of. I walk up to him and grab his face making him look at me, “How old are you, boy?”

All destruction he did on his twenty-second birthday had costs a million. He was glad that only him, his dad and Reagan was there. He was so embarrassed. He didn’t know that he transformed into the Ultima wolf that time since it was also full moon. But that was the reason why he was living on a condominium right now. His mom wrote her a letter and had his condominium as a gift. Now, in front of the waiter and the menu of drinks, he just ordered a juice and told them that he’s allergic to alcohol.