The History Of Werewolves Novels & Stories

It felt like a myth but it was a fact, she hated her own creation. "The Aries Brother's were the primal werewolves to exist and they were also known as the royals. We both know that werewolves came into existence around 1527, shortly after that, one of the werewolves betrayed the moon goddess." I nodded my head and he continued. "After that, our moon goddess created the Aries Brothers, they were more obedient to her compared to us and she liked them more."

Katie Clyde furrowed her eyebrows, she knew werewolves usually have mates that they are bonded to, she have read novels and watched movies about it. She hesitated before asking "who is your second chance mate?" Pascal looked at Katie Clyde fondly, before opening his mouth to respond.

They also live among humans most of the time. Usually every eclipse, a new werewolf is found. But the fact that she knows she’s a werewolf and seems to have known it for a while might mean she’s potentially dangerous. Why? In the history of werewolves, only about five werewolves were expelled by their packs for being unruly and that occurred a few thousand years ago. These werewolves attacked packs for a few years before disappearing but we aren’t too sure that they are gone. I should probably talk to Helton, the Zeta (lead warrior) about that because, with my knowledge of what rogues could do, I wouldn't want a repeat of what happened two decades ago.

But if I really thought hard about it, maybe I should’ve been feeling a bit more alarmed. Reya was gone. And here I was, still navigating through the aftermath like a paper boat in a storm, just trying not to get capsized. “…only during the seventh century did the werewolves start forming regional clans, leading to the rise of the first Blood Pact…” As I sat in class, the lecturer’s voice droned on and on, draping me in a heavy blanket of monotony that was doing a stellar job of gnawing at my concentration. It felt like a fly buzzing incessantly around my head—annoying and completely impossible to swat away.

Our own inferiority is what led to our demise. Werewolves’ history was a sensitive topic for many centuries. Because of our impact on Earth by tearing the veil, demons and other monsters were able to cross over into the human world. The werewolf race was not started out of selfish ambitions, like the vampire races, and many of the demonic and fairy hybrid races.

Algernon cautioned, and she responded with a solemn nod, fully attentive. "Thousands of years ago, Lycans were known as werewolves. They could only shift into their wolf form under the full moon. However, Lycaon, the great and mighty Lycan King, became the first werewolf to shift into his wolf form under the sun, without needing a full moon. This granted him greater power, strength, and agility than any other werewolf. He used this newfound power to lead his kind to victory and free them from enslavement during the Full Moon Liberation.

“You do know what I’m talking about right?’ I shook my head. “I… don’t know much about history.” “Long story short: werewolves decided to start shit with witches: stealing potions, giving them to humans, biting humans to try and make more of them. They caused a huge fight and the humans freaked out. No actual witch was hurt, but it cause a lot of unnecessary death and the werewolves still didn’t get what they wanted.” “What did they want?”

Half a million werewolves living among humans without anyone knowing. "And worldwide?" "Approximately three million." More murmurs. Louder this time. Senator Caldwell, a woman from Texas, leaned forward. "How long have werewolves been hiding among us?" "Centuries. We've coexisted with humans throughout recorded history." "And you never thought to tell us?" Dr. Martinez chose her words carefully. "The decision to remain hidden was based on historical persecution. In medieval Europe, suspected werewolves were hunted and killed. In colonial America, similar witch hunts targeted our kind. We learned that survival meant secrecy."

She had barely managed to bark the words Wait, we need to plan first, when the infuriating beast had burst out of the grand hall, heading for the borders. Kendra knew how important the pack was to the Alpha… he was as possessive of it as a mother wolf was of her cubs, but he didn’t know how many of the curers were out there, and granted… he was a very powerful wolf, but a few Silver weapons too many, and he would be just like a normal human being— completely mortal and at the mercy of the evil humans. Now a little background on the origin of the werewolf curse. The werewolf curse had infected a select few about a century ago, around the 1500s.

And when he didn’t find her, the Blood Moon army would leave in peace, leaving behind only the legend of a mighty wolf king who passed through the Gloomwood Forest. It wasn’t until Raven’s horse set foot in the territory of the Wolf Fang pack, one of the oldest and most traditional in Gloomwood, that something changed. Elder Bernard, the eldest and most revered of their pack, came out to greet him with great respect. And from his lips, Raven learned of an ancient legend passed down only among the oldest wolf packs: the origin of werewolves.