The Werewolf 1913 Novels & Stories

To be honest, I'm relieved because I'm not sure if I'm going to have hope once more if I keep talking like this. After packing, I lay down on the bed and flipped through the book Margaret had given me. The book mainly introduces the primitive werewolf tribe. It was said that the world's first werewolf tribe originated from the army of a certain country. They were ordered to attend a diplomatic event with a friendly country, but the king of that country added poison containing wolfbane to the silver goblets. After they were poisoned to death, the bodies were thrown into the forest, baptized by the moonlight, and seven days later, on the night of the full moon, they woke up.

In the moonlit night that graced the small window of the cottage, Alpha George, a towering brown werewolf with fur as dark as the shadows, emerged from the dense woods. His eyes glowed with fierce intensity, revealing the primal rage that consumed him. His snout, stained with the blood of his recent prey, reflected the ferocity of his existence. Across the cottage, Diana sensed the impending threat.

The path beneath their feet wasn’t dirt anymore, but ash. “I feel like we’re walking on graves,” Lily muttered. Callum didn’t answer. His senses were heightened, eyes glowing faintly in his wolf state. He didn’t trust anything about this place, and for good reason. Suddenly, a branch snapped ahead. They froze. Lily raised a hand instinctively, her fingers igniting with that familiar silver-blue flame. A figure stepped out of the mist. Then another. And another. Ten in total, figures wrapped in ragged cloaks, faces masked with carved wood and animal bone. Their eyes glowed with different colors—red, gold, green, and violet—but none matched the usual shades of werewolves.

He was given another room Mara had to swear was dustier than the desert wind. She decided that she would start upon herself the quest to make the castle look less haunted. On the outlook, it was a great place that must have had so much magnificence, but lately, the signs of the area not being cared for made it look old and haunted. Mara decided that she would change all that. Sebastian had lost all his pack, almost save for his brother and three others. She also came to find that Maria was actually a werewolf but had yet to transform as she was only fifteen, which meant it should be happening to her the following year.

he said. The gathered werewolves cheered in happiness, with some of them howling excitedly. “Ok, ok, let me finish.” He said, stopping their cheering. “This celebration is restricted to the members of this pack only and there will be lots of venison and drinks for everyone, so leave whatever you're doing and come to my mansion.” He concluded with both hands outstretched. The werewolves howled again as Alpha Tristan turned around and left with Adriana by his side and Maxion behind him.

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

Lucian got a call from Daniel, Alpha of the red pack, early one morning. They had a rogue attack. The rogues had advanced weapons which had hit some of their highest ranking Betas. Bullets don't work on werewolves unless they were silver. Such bullets were expensive and hard to obtain. The rogues used normal bullets laced with poison. The wolves suffered hours of agony as the poison spread in their bloodstream. They were able to control its spread, but it could be deadly if given in significant quantity.

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

Certainly, Leo quickly returned to his professional mode, painting a serious expression on his face. "So… about the wolves…" He sighed nonchalantly. "There was a big war between vampires and werewolves at the end of the nineteenth century. The casualties were on both sides. Both sides claimed that they had won, but there was no winner. It was the time when the wolves had their king, one Alpha that was above everyone else, King Alpha Fenrir Erdogan. He formed a truce with our King Mael. The rules of the truce say that we cannot kill each other. Heavy punishment awaits those who kill other species, but, of course, there are exceptions. When the vampire crosses the wolves' territory, he might b

Rena looked at them intensely. "Let—let me go." Rena pleaded softly to the two people. She was afraid of being treated like what is in the movies. Even though Rena was a werewolf, she still couldn't fight back because, at this time, she had never felt the presence of a wolf. In a sense, the wolf had not yet appeared even though she was already thirteen years old.