Tugs Humanized Novels & Stories

What else did I have to live for? I thought of my brother Laurent; he would take over the gamma position in my stead; all those didn't seem to matter to me anymore; if Cara was not mine, then I didn't care; but if there was a tiny chance, a little possibility here, then I was willing to take my chances. A human walked up to me, but when he got close, I recognized that this was no human; this strange creature was taller than any human I had ever seen; its eyes were all black, giving it away it's inhumanity more and I could see it's claws too.

He sighs and pulls out his cell and calls our hospital pharmacy placing an order to treat her. "we can't afford this,Gemma sighs, she will flip over another bill. We plan to leave this town anyway",dad glares at me. "son I would like a word with you and Lucas",he growls storming out. I reluctantly follow. "explain now?",he looks ready to throw me. "she is human both are dad never got their wolves and remain human we got so many after us and now we have to protect human mates on top. This is already hard enough ",he sighs.

No irony. Just truth. My teasing response stalled in my throat. “That is dramatic,” I said softly. “It is accurate.” “I did not make you human.” “You did.” “You were always human.” “I was efficient.” I stepped closer. “You were guarded.” “Yes.” “Controlled.” “Yes.” “Strategic.” “Yes.” “You were not inhuman.” He shook his head slightly. “I optimized outcomes. I minimized vulnerability.” “And now.” “Now I allow uncertainty.” “That sounds like a liability.” “It is a choice.”

I tried to pull my hand away, unable to stand how cold it was but he wouldn't budge. " Y-Your hand is cold," I told him and he let my hand go like I burned him. I took my hand back and rubbed my hands together to warm up. He is crazily cold. Im sure he is not human because a human can't be cold like that. " My bad. I forgot you are human now," he says confusing me more. What did he even mean by that? I couldn't help but his presence made me feel uneasy. I wanted to leave but I wasn't going to make the first move so I hope he left instead. I wanted Blake to be by my side so badly. Then this creep wouldn't have taken the liberty to approach me.

I could stomach a few months of this purgatory. My Beta, Jim, walked beside me, his easy stride a stark contrast to my rigid impatience. I rolled my eyes as a wave of giggles followed our passage. I refused to grant them a glance. Jim, with his sharp blue eyes and styled black hair, was more diplomatic. He offered a wink or a polite wave. He was too kind to tell them to screw off. He was giving me the tour, his voice a low drone as he pointed out the cafeteria, the front office, the science wing. I tried to focus, but my mind kept snagging on the reason I was here. The Rogue Human. She’d been transferred here, a lamb tossed into a den of wolves—literally—to minimize the risk of exposure. The

Asked a man with long, messy hair. You can see the sign of his survival out there from how he looks. Tuyul flew over to the man, then returned to Merri. “He's been watching you for a long time, human! And he seems like a good guy! Let him in! You need another human handling!” Merri closed her eyes. A sign that she doesn't care about Tuyul's words just now. "Hey! I know that looks! You're calling me stupid for trusting people easily, right!? That is wrong! That human smells good!” Tuyul insisted. But Merri was reluctant to use her energy for other things before her lady returned.

"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.

The brunette pressed her lips together and looked out the window, still holding her husband’s hand. “The Tiruzgs—one of the civilizations—are practically the complete opposite of the Eokalerons. They colonized countless planets through war and destruction. In search of resources across the universe, they used brutal methods, sometimes wiping entire civilizations off the map. But we…” She paused, “…or rather, the Eokalerons, didn’t know this, and were delighted to discover another planet with such advanced intelligence. The first peaceful delegation sent to Tiruzg was immediately annihilated. These beings slowly absorbed the light energy of the visitors, feeding themselves with the sparks of

He sat heavily on the very edge of the leather, his large frame never truly relaxing. No, relaxation seemed to be an entirely foreign concept to their species. They sat with a rigid, tightly coiled alertness, as if some invisible urgency was pressing hard against their spines, keeping them seconds away from having to flee or fight. “So, who exactly are you people?” I asked, crossing my legs elegantly at the ankle. “And what can I possibly do for you today?” “We are the TUGs…” the leader began, adjusting his posture. “I’m not sure if you have heard of our organization in your high-class circles, but—”