Tobias Caleb Melanie Werewolf Novels & Stories

Finally, one of the other wolves in their company shifts into human form, his voice filled with urgency. "Where's Caleb Coveton and where is Marisol?" he demanded, his tone brooking no argument. At the mention of his name, Caleb's wolf whimpers in fear and tries to retreat. Before Cedric could react, the black wolf lunged forward at lightning speed, seizing Caleb in its powerful jaws. Panic surged through Cedric as he watched helplessly, his mind racing with questions and a looming sense of dread.

Caleb Aaron ignored my reproachful glare and continued in his humored tone, “So, as soon as she finds out that her dead dog is her werewolf boyfriend, she’s going to be totally freaked out for sure.” He slid his arm around my tensed shoulders. “Or ...” He raised a hand in front of us both, slowly clenching it into a fist. “After she hears you out, and you explain everything.” He poked my chest with his finger, giving me a more serious look. “She’ll think it was cute. Finding her lost in the woods, sticking around, being there for her, when she needed someone. She’s gotta understand you were scared to tell her what you are, right? I mean, it’s a pretty big secret to trust someone with. It cou

LORA I will need three shots of espresso and a mild sedative to get through the next part of my life, which involves scheduling playdates with werewolf royalty. God, when did my life become a supernatural soap opera? "He wants to meet Alex this weekend," I told Maya over the phone while stress-eating my way through a bag of chocolate chip cookies. "At my apartment. Because that's how custody arrangements work for the werewolves." I could hear Maya pause whatever she was doing—probably organizing another one of her legendary parties. "Girl, you're about to let the corporate boogeyman into your living room to meet his secret werewolf son. Do you realize how insane that sounds?"

Was she safe? But of course, he cannot concentrate on that when the Beta was trying to bite his throat. Caleb was struggling before he was snapping his jaws at the Beta. ‘You’re good but not that good. You did not learn the Ancient way and you have been missing out pup,’ the Beta snarled before he was punching Caleb with his hind limbs before Caleb was hitting the trunk. He went limp before something—or someone—was screaming inside his head. ‘Mine!’ it roared before Caleb saw a giant wolf with blonde fur and blue eyes. It was attacking the Beta before it roared. Caleb was limping before the new wolf was tearing the hind limbs of the Beta.

She dictated. "Ethaniel Tomlinson." Gaby continued. "A seventeenth year body but billion decades spirit of Zeta Ephesus. In pure heart and with faith he shall gain victory and honor among his people. But he too shall suffer loss and Redemption shall be made. So his stain purity shall be regained..." She ended. Tears streamed down Gaby's cheeks, it was so obvious. He was the chosen one but there was certain prices to pay. He held unto his bruised hands. "Ethan." He quaked. Werewolf were never suppose to cry but it just hurt, even when she tried to fight back the tears it stings even more.

As Circe went back inside to join the other royals, I stayed on the back porch. Callie and Caleb joined me, not sure whether to question me or not. I wasn’t particularly in the mood for it, I wanted this day to be over, I wanted everything to go back to normal, I wanted my family back in one piece. Was being the Celestite wolf something my family was really blessed with because it was really feeling like a curse.

Wolves don’t need a lot of medical help once they shift, but younger pups and older wolves still need someone. Caleb has magic from his mom’s side, and with it, an affinity for healing. So we trained together. And somewhere in the chaos of CPR drills and emergency simulations, we became friends. And now he’s here, busting my balls while I mentally fall apart. I flip him off. “Fuck off, asshole. Can’t wait until you find your mate so I can return the favor.” He smirks. “Yeah, well, I’ll learn from your mistakes and not fuck it up on sight.”

If only it did something to dim his otherworldly good looks. Three wolves ran down his bicep, darting in between trees. Shadows clung to their fur, while their eyes glowed with the same strange light I’d seen in Azrael’s a time or two. Before I could process the fact that I’d definitely seen one of the wolves move, his head popped up. There was a tilt to his lips that made my hands clammy. “What would you say if I told you I had information about your family curse.” I stopped mid-chew. What were the odds he’d actually tell me? Gods were tricky beings. Always playing games and fighting for the upper hand. No matter how much kindness was shown to me, I couldn’t let myself forget that.

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.

TALIA “No!” I cried. “We have to find your fingers! She spit them out!” “The water is freezing, and they’ve probably been taken downstream by now. Sara’s the only werewolf I know who can swim long distances in freezing water—long enough to find fingers in a huge river. And the water will have carried away the scent anyway.” He looked defeated, tears brimming his eyes. “I will find them,” I said resolutely.