The Werewolf 1913 Novels & Stories

While she had been returning, she had collided with her husband, Cole, on the road, who was twenty two years old at that time. As soon as they had collided, they had recognized each other as their mate. But what she did not know was that her husband, Cole, was a monster scarier than anyone else in the pack. Cole’s wolf was aggressive and bad. As soon as he had recognized Elsa as his mate, he had lost control over his wolf. He had turned into his wolf halfway, and had kidnapped Elsa on the spot. Elsa had screamed and shouted in surprise and fear and had protested against Cole’s tight hold over her hips and body but she was a weak werewolf. Her strength was nothing compared to Cole’s.

I look at my clock and see I have 10 minutes left so I put on my shoes and texted Derric that I will be waiting for them in the lobby. We have arrived at the royal castle 10 minutes early. After they announced us we walked into the hall. We start mingling with the other werewolves that are present. Mostly all the unmated supernatural are present except for the Alpha, Beta, and third in command couples. We have to be here no exception. I look around hoping to find someone that looks interesting to talk to. I see a young fairy walking towards me. "Hi, my name is Celia. I'm the sister of the fairy queen."

She breaks into hysterical laughter, solidifying my suspicion that she’s finally lost it, and her sickness has only worsened her instability. For a second, my vision blurs, but I shake it off, blinking rapidly until my sight clears, though the pain in my head worsens. “We’ll see about that. We’ll see how happy you are later on,” she adds in a low voice that chills me to the bone, sounding almost like a threat. “In werewolf culture, it’s an honor to be born today, July 13th.” She pauses, her eyes piercing. “The date, in particular, is revered among all wolf-kind.”

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, up and over his body. Alex tumbles off with a growl, but the stranger doesn’t pay attention. His eyes are back on me again. Gleaming, filled with fury. He tries to reach for me as I stumble backwards. Rita jumps forward and bites his forearm, pinning it to the ground as teeth rip into tendons. The werewolf cries out before slamming both himself and Rita into a tree. She doesn’t let go after the first slam but does after the second. Alex is already up again, jumping onto the stranger’s back and sinking his teeth into his shoulder. It’s vicious and bloody. Though they still wear clothes, still have remnants of their hair on their heads, it’s all animalistic. The stranger fights tooth and nai

Suddenly, I heard a rumbling from someone's throat and I looked around - everyone was turning into a werewolf. At first, not knowing what a werewolf really looked like, I would have given them one really good piece of advice - wax yourself, but now looking at them, there were the most beautiful creatures I've ever seen on Earth. Those beautiful fur color that comes in gray, silver, brown, light brown, and black was so soft-looking. They were already running to the forest that was next to the mansion. They were so fast that you could only see a blur of their fur color. Turn into a werewolf then!!! Moonyeen cried, demanding to be free. But . . .a thought of Jeffrey came to my mind. He already

If that was an attempt by the previous owner to make him look a little more presentable, sellable, then it missed the mark by a mile. “First up we have Werewolf number N17M115. A rare wolf from the Northern Mountains. Born in the wild, this fighter wolf has his instincts intact. Captured when he was 5, he was trained from a young age and has been fighting ever since hitting puberty. He has only ever lost one fight…” Jackson tuned him out. He didn’t want to hear it or else he’d be purchasing more than one wolf today.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away. "How long can you keep that act up!" She raised her blade and swung at a nearby tree shattered it and sending the chunks flying towards Jason again. (Oh come on! I've had it!) the wolf vexed and stops in his tracks only to then lunge at the red haired girl. "Finally showing your true colors!" Clara said as she took her stance however. 'Chomp!' the wolf grabs a large tree branch mid air and swings it at Clara surprising her. (He's using weapons?! But a wolf can't!) She bit down hard as she's flung aside.