The Cursed Werewolf Novels & Stories

They were now all he had left. “Maybe it’s better-” Gabriel said when a large wolf burst from the underbrush to Joel’s left. It cut off their path. Its blond fur stood on end as it bared its large fangs, growling at them. Joel recognized the wolf. Before all this, they’d been friends, but now the wolf’s eyes glazed over with a madness only a witch curse could cause.

Before them stood a young man, his face marked with exhaustion and anguish. Amelia took a step forward, her voice gentle yet filled with concern. "Who are you? What happened to you?" The man's voice trembled as he spoke, revealing a vulnerability within. "My name is Ethan. I was cursed to become a werewolf by a powerful sorcerer. This forest, once my home, became my prison. I have been fighting to keep my pack safe from the sorcerer's minions who seek to exploit our powers."

However, those were only her thoughts. "Cursed wolves should hide from others, especially from royal wolves. From ranks such as Alpha, beta, theta, delta, and gamma. Cursed wolves are cursed at birth, which means that even if they wish to, they can't erase the curse. However, if they want to, they can seek the assistance of witches in order to betray the eyes of others by bewitching their marks. But it will not be long before everyone knows about it. So when their wolves return, they will come out as wild and dangerous." Jennifer did not continue reading over the halfway point. She was unable to pull her gaze away from the book and asked,

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s

"You are nothing but an illusion." "I am dead, but clearly not an illusion, son. The Cursed Weapon had been used on werewolves as a form of punishment, one of the worst punishments, for as long as I can remember. For the elders, it kills them, but as a Lycan, you are more wolf than any other werewolf, so imagine that part stripped out of you. You are supposed to die, just like the elders, and yet somehow you survived. That, I believe, is the reason you can see me."

As we ventured deeper into the village, I noticed the approach of several wolves, who began to whisper to each other. One wolf with shining fur spoke up: “She's a hybrid! What is the Alpha doing with a cursed creature?” A wolf with a harsh and imposing voice replied: “After this, we will all be considered cursed, for the Goddess will not forgive us.” Another smaller wolf joined the group and asked: “Did the beast steal our king's mind?”

Watching him go to the sink and clean himself with a towel I bit my bottom lip. “How did you get cursed? I mean, surely there's a way to break it,” I inquired, and he stood there with both of his hands on the sink edge with his eyes closed. “You know my past and how I slept around,” he started as his eyes met mine before he continued. “Well, I fucked the wrong female. She was a witch, and when I didn't want to be with her again, she put the curse on me to never find my true mate and be forever alone and unloved,” he said, ending with a saddened sigh.

"If hunters killed your wife, why are you working with them now? Why would you ally yourself with the people who murdered the mother of your child?" "Because this organization is different. Vincent and his people aren't mindless killers. They're scientists and researchers who've found a way to cure the supernatural curse. They can remove the wolf from infected individuals and make them fully human again." My wolf snarled inside me at the suggestion that she was a curse that needed to be removed. She was part of me now and the idea of ripping her out felt like death. "There is no curse. Being a werewolf is just what some people are. It's genetics and biology, not some disease that needs curin

Alpha Abel said as Adriana placed a kiss on his cheek before running off towards the sanctuary before he could do anything else "Bye, see you later" Adrian said before she disappeared into the sanctuary, Alpha Abel chuckled as he ran back to the pack meeting house for the meeting he was having with Carmen and the rest I'm about ten minutes. ****** He got to the meeting house just in time before Alpha Carmen got to the meeting. The meeting was about the current rise in rouge attacks in the werewolf kingdom, and it's getting bad each day As soon as Alpha Abel walked into the building, Alpha Carmen walked in also as everyone rose to welcome him.

Elara said firmly “The version of the curse created. Twisted. Hungry. A being formed in the shadow of your pain and anger. She is the final remnant of Melody’s spell. You must face her….or be consumed.” Laura felt I’ve crawl up her spine. “How will I survive it?” “If you remember who you are. If you remember me. You will not be alone in that fight.” —————— Laura and Elara sat in a quiet glade now. The mist was thinner here,stars piercing through the trees like silent witnesses. Elara curled her great body around Laura,like a protective shield. Laura leaned into her warmth “ Tell me everything I need to know…about being a werewolf.”