Tugs Humanized Novels & Stories

"Breathe." I gasped for air, clutching his shirt. He felt solid. Real. But terrifying. "You're a monster," I whispered. "Yes," he agreed. "I am." He pulled back to look at me. His eyes were human again, but the intensity remained. "The man who attacked you... he was a Rogue. A wolf who lost his pack, lost his mind to the animal side. He bit you." Levi’s hand moved to my shoulder, his thumb tracing the fabric over the scar.

That human really is… a good human. Animals kept popping into the chat, arguing and commenting. I even saw a panda send a GIF with its paws together, like it was thanking someone. For some reason, my chest felt warm, and a small smile tugged at my lips. Then, the tiger showed up again. Thor the Tiger: [How naive! Food and water are ours by right. Those humans dangle a little treat and expect us to forget everything? If she dares show herself, I’ll rip her apart!]

"How the hell did you become an Alpha with a heart that soft?" We shifted back into our human forms. Gabe didn’t wait—he strode over to the man, who was still screaming, his eyes bulging from his skull in sheer panic. “Shut up, human. You’re killing my eardrums,” Gabe barked. The man didn’t stop. Gabe’s tone sharpened. “I said shut up if you want to live!” The man clamped his mouth shut, shaking so hard his knees nearly gave out. Gabe grabbed him by the shoulders to steady him.

I felt safe and happy in his presence. Did I make a mistake by calling him Alex? He did say I could call him by his name and Alexander was too long. “I am definitely going to kill this puny slave” he growled. From the little I have been told by the older slaves, werewolves were very territorial and possessive creatures but when their wolves are in control, they lose all common sense of humanity. They become primitive in their thinking and even more possessive. This takes my mind back to an event that happened some years ago. A noble couple were visiting the Marquis’s estate. They were mates and did everything together however, the male was quite promiscuous.

This is not up for debate. The unease shifted into quiet acceptance, though Ren could sense the underlying tension. One voice, tentative but respectful, broke through the link. Alpha, what about the rogues? If they’re provoking the humans, won’t they push deeper into our territory too? Ren’s jaw tightened. We’re prepared for that. Patrols will focus on securing our borders. If the rogues come near, we’ll deal with them swiftly. But right now, our priority is avoiding conflict with the humans. They don’t know the difference between us and the rogues.

He said, his bright smile never fading. Let Sei go? But then that would mean I'll have to go back to dissecting frogs! And they can't let him go. He may not be what we were looking for but he's also something we've never known in humankind. His hair, eyes, strength! Are they just going to ignore all of that because of a bigger, more eye-catching animal? Sounds just like something the government would do now that I think of it.

"Why don't you thank Walter great man?" Break Bone Human bowed his head. "Thank you Walter great man!" Tadhg Walter just saw Only Snow Wolf now, remembering when he was still on Earth, he also loved animals very much. It's just a pity that it makes a tow truck. Tadhg Walter turned to speak. "I need more a carriage!" Eugene Vincent then spoke. "I will send it to Unicorn Shop urgently! Our place specializes in producing top-notch carriages, I can assure you that all of them are of high quality!"

I bit my bottom lip and looked at him, rubbing his head and then under his chin. "I know," I whispered to him and hugged him quickly. "I'm sorry he got me." Toma purred and laid his head against me, whimpering. "Let's go home," he begged. "We can't," I whispered to him. "Home is being rebuilt. We're stuck here," I mumbled to him. I glanced at the hole and frowned when I saw Mushu watching right at the edge. Toma looked towards the hole, letting out a growl of distaste. Mushu growled right back at him and sneezed, a small ball of fire erupting from him before he shook his head and then looked at Toma challengingly. Toma shifted into his human form and wrapped his arms around me.

I asked. The agent beside me answered. “Transit.” Not helpful. The replica tilted its head slightly. “Correction requires proximity.” “Correction of what?” “You.” I let a breath out slowly. “You can’t erase me.” “No.” It didn’t hesitate. “That would destabilize public trust.” “Then what?” “Realignment.” The word made my jaw tighten. “You’re not human,” I said quietly. It held my gaze. “Define human.” “Imperfect. Unpredictable.”

Never has the night been so quiet. "I have nothing against you," Jane says, coming step by step down the stairs. "But Harvey killed my sister, and you're the dearest thing to him. It's actually quite nice dealing with a human — I was expecting a werewolf, of course — but your humanness comes in rather handy with the compelling and the directing. You see, with a werewolf, this would have taken a lot longer — the transforming and fighting, and ugh — it's a lot of work dealing with them." I scoot away from her, trying to scramble to my feet.