Ultimate Werewolf Extreme Novels & Stories

"Last but not least, the omega is the lowest-ranking member of the pack." "Do you understand?" This tender voice pushed me back to my senses. "Yes, I got you!" I interlock my hair behind my ear. “Okay, I am curious about one thing: are all the werewolves of the same kind?" Like, I mean that some vampires are bloodthirsty and feed on humans, and they harm us. "So they are different kinda werewolves present?” I asked while keeping my hands on the table before interlocking with each other. "Look, there are different people in the creatures—be it a vampire or a werewolf, everyone can't be the same way!"

With a determined expression, he led Emily forward, their footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness. As they approached the altar, a figure emerged from the shadows, its form shifting from that of a human to a majestic, silver-furred werewolf. The creature's eyes gleamed with a mix of wisdom and ancient knowledge, a testament to its age and authority. It was the Alpha, the leader of the werewolf pack. The Alpha's voice carried a deep resonance, commanding attention as it spoke. "Welcome, Emily Harper and Adam Brentwood. You have ventured far, guided by your desire to uncover the truth. But be warned, for the truth can be a double-edged sword, revealing both light and darkness."

He wrecked carnage like a messenger of death till only one of the guards remained, the guard dropped his weapons and knelt in surrender "Please, spare me. I know where they took her, I will take you there. Please don't…" He was still pleading when Iron bath the werewolf sank his fangs into his neck breaking it with a crack. He stood for a moment and raised his head, howling at the moon before leaping out of the window. He landed on the other side of the fence and ran in pursuit of the girls tracking her by her scent. 6. DADDY WILL BE ANGRY

She said as she walked over to open a small wooden cupboard, and took out a big book whose pages were coming out, the cover was half torn. She opened the book, and went through the pages. After almost reaching the middle of the book, she turned it towards me and pointed at the picture. "Look at this wolf. It has blue eyes. They're called the ultime meaning ultimate. They're one of a kind, haven't existed for more than 200 years, and are the most powerful and most dangerous werewolf of all time. The last one was a male, his name was Parker, he existed in 1756, that was the last blood of ultime."

I told him as I bit him until he died and turned into ash. Since the situation had calmed down, I rushed to check into Anastasia's tent myself. Hugo was fighting 5 middle-class vampires and 3 high-class vampires in his wolf form. His wolf, Erik, was a huge red wolf with brown eyes. Although Erik wasn't as big as Axel, it was capable of tearing 4 middle-class vampires apart easily.

From the corner of his eye, Cole saw a flash of a black and grey two-toned wolf leaping into the air and rushing after the Weres carrying Isabelle. Cole snapped his attention in the direction and reached for his gun in reflex before anyone could react. The werewolves were about twenty feet from where they stood. Xavier turned in the direction and snarled. The speed at which the wolf was going was unreal. Xavier startled forward but stopped when a gamma lunged at the wolf, tackling her to the ground but she tear mercilessly into the gamma, tearing the jaw open. The gamma fell and died instantly. “Shit!” Xavier exclaimed.

“When I was a kid my parents would tell us old folklore. Stories about things in the woods that would steal our wolves if we were naughty, but one that always stood out was the stories of what was called an Ultima.” “Wow. How scary.” I say sarcastically and chuckle. “Hey now! As alpha it IS scary. The ultima is supposedly this cursed scary wolf with eyes that glow red. Every blue moon after their 18th birthday they have an undying urge to bite a human. When they do, the human transforms and becomes a werewolf.” “That is the least scary story I have ever heard.”

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

But the anxiety was boiling and rising in me and I could no longer contain myself. “Ok, now please, can one of you tell me what I just witnessed last night and the night before? And don’t spare me because it’s not the case!” “Fair enough. You have the questions, we have the answers. We start from the beginning. Let me introduce myself. I am Sebastian Gallagher, Alpha of the Kielder Pack. This is my mother, Dorothea Gallagher, also a werewolf and this gentleman here is the noblest face since 1882, the original vampire Erick Von Hagen,”

It reads: Dear Pack Number 101, It has come to our attention that you have converted a human into a werewolf without our approval. This is the third offense in Pack number 101 in 50 years, and although the last two were pardoned, this latest offense is simply inexcusable. You have been called to a hearing on Wednesday of this week at Headquarters to determine the fate of the pack. The new convert will be promptly exterminated. Have a nice day. Sincerely, The Council Everyone turns to me, a sad expression on their face. Except for Xavier, of course, more with eyes of fury. This can't be good.