The Howling Werewolf の小説・ストーリー

I try to contact Derric but he doesn't answer either. "You can try shifting pup but you won't be able to. I just injected you with wolfsbane." He has a menacing glint in his eyes. He starts laughing and walks away. That is going to be a big problem. You see wolfsbane is the kind of drug that puts your wolf to sleep for an extended period of time. The time is depended on how much wolfsbane you have been given. It also cuts you off from your pack and to sum it up it basically makes you human.

Their claws and fangs, once formidable weapons, were now mere scratches against the impenetrable hide of the god destroyers. Amidst the chaos, a young ten-year-old werewolf named Allan watched in horror as the village was laid waste. His heart pounded with fear, yet a spark of defiance ignited within him. He knew he was no match for the werewolf god destroyers, but he couldn't just stand by and watch his home be destroyed. As Anthon and Julius closed in on Allan, his werewolf instincts kicked in. His body transformed, his muscles rippling with newfound strength, his claws extending, and his fangs sharpening. He let out a fierce howl, a battle cry that echoed through the ravaged village.

I continued reading the articles. All werewolves transform into their wolves on a full moon day and howl looking at the moon as a tribute to their goddess. "I'm a shape shifter..." The image of Hades looking out of the window from the very first time we met and even last night flashed into my mind. ”And I am dismayed. Because I think that's the only way I could prove you all those things that I'm saying." I bought my hand to my mouth not wanting the gasp of fear to escape. My eyes locked into the photo of a wolf howling and behind it was the bright full moon.

Otto pov: Startled from my slumber, my senses heightened as the resonating howls of my fellow werewolves reverberated through the night. Instinctively, my body responded, undergoing a swift transformation into my powerful brown-furred werewolf form. The moon cast its ethereal glow upon me, illuminating the surroundings with an otherworldly radiance.

Then, they heard it: the howl of a werewolf. But this was no ordinary howl. It was deeper, and more powerful than any they had ever heard. And then, they saw it: a massive, huffy figure was lumbering towards them. It was a werewolf, but it was like nothing they had ever seen before. It was twice the size of a normal werewolf, and its eyes glowed red with rage. The pack stood frozen, not knowing what to do. The werewolf let out another bone-chilling howl, and then it spoke. "You have trespassed on my territory," it said, its voice booming. "Now, you will pay the price."

The pack's howls echoed through the trees, a haunting melody that resonated deep within my bones. Walking beside Ella, I couldn't shake the feeling of awe and confusion that had taken hold of me. Her howl—it had been unlike anything I'd ever heard from a human. It was pure, powerful, and undeniably werewolf. I glanced at her frequently, my mind racing with possibilities. Could she really be one of us, hidden in plain sight all this time? The thought both excited and bewildered me.

Picking up my cell phone from the table, I sat on a chair, reading a book about parenting when a loud howl slithered into my ears. That howl held so much power that every shred of my existence shuddered, affected by its might. There was something so alluring in it that even Ash responded to it, howling anxiously. “I wish to see that wolf, Shyla. Let’s go!” A wolf? The urgency to jump out of the window overpowered my brain, making me oblivious that how could a wolf howl in the Lycan’s territory? According to the rules, the Werewolves weren’t even allowed to growl loudly in the presence of a lycan. Then how the hell it became possible that a Werewolf was howling in their pack?

Werewolves are a bit more acceptable than Shadow Hunters. XXX

Her eyes narrowed, and she immediately said: "Three o'clock!" Everyone ran in that direction and saw a towering figure in the wheat field. It was a werewolf over 3 meters tall, covered in dark fur. The werewolf's eyes were a striking yellow, robust. At this moment, he stood under the full moon, crazily howling with his head thrown back. The muscles in his arms and shoulders tensed, revealing how difficult it was for him to suppress his murderous instincts. A werewolf behind Shani exclaimed in horror: "How has our leader become like this? He's always been the best at controlling himself among us!"

"Don't be scared. I will not hurt you. I am the moon goddess." "What do you want with me?" My voice was trabbeling. I was so scared that I couldn't move. When I found the strength to move again I walked backwards, but I came with my back against what felt like a wall. thé woman came closer and I saw that she was pure withe even her skin was. I felt her power and I knew she was not from this world. She was neither a ghost. It was like she was something in between. I know now she was really thé moon goddess. I had heard from it from Ava. I learned that she made all wolves and werewolves on earth. She was the first one of them all. "I was your mother in your first after live."