Warewolf Book Novels & Stories

Someone very curious was watching me right now! Hello you, hello! I hope you can see well? I turned away from the camera and took a few steps to the side. - Open the safe! I ordered. The fat wolf narrowed his small eyes, filled with fierce hatred, and twisted his plump lips. Chechik poked him hard in the back of the head with a machine gun and the wolf did as I ordered with a groan. There were two pistols in the safe, some more money and a very important thing for any business - an account book, which included not only numbers, but also a bunch of necessary information.

Chapter 89 Lucien Thorne ~•~ It all made sense. Everything began to make fucking sense! I wasn’t upset that Halle hadn’t discovered her wolf, it was just that she didn’t tell me about it. It was such a vital detail. Halle wouldn’t be able to survive without a wolf. And she knew that. My mind was racing with different thoughts and I had no idea when all those words left my mouth. I hated that I had to watch her cry, but I needed her to know that it wasn’t okay to keep something like that from me.

She stepped closer and saw that they depicted werewolves engaged in various unfamiliar advanced looking training exercises, and the sight intrigued her. She slowly ventured deeper and she stumbled upon a collection of old books and notes, their slightly yellowed pages revealed that they had been studied religiously. She picked a few books up and almost screamed with disbelief when she read their titles. “Ascension of the Omega”. “Unlocking your full potential.” “Release of the inner wolf” “Power upgrade for dummies!” “Kira! Can this be real?” Sera exclaimed to her wolf. “Did the goddess just send me books that would teach me to become a stronger werewolf?”

The other two warriors ran over before both of their eyes glazed over. “We linked our Beta, you’ll be in trouble now.” Another younger looking warrior said trying to sound confident. For such a high ranking pack this was sad, they didn’t have stronger warriors I thought rolling my eyes. I walked to the front of my car leaning against it holding the warrior in the air by my spell still. “I can wait.” I said smiling at him. After 30 minutes a large grey wolf came running incredibly fast down the gravel road. I was stunned watching him he was beautiful, I didn’t really get to see wolves shift much.

Feral, male, and unforgiving, Maverick Grey was every bit as formidable as legend and legacy painted him to be. Isabella knew this from the moment the massive wolf stepped into his office. Her breath staggered at the power that rolled off him, filling the room with such thick masculine virility, she could have choked on it. But it was his eyes that were truly haunting, giving a glimpse of unspeakable violence, both seen and lived. The eyes of a warrior.

He was there the first time she had shifted as a witch wolf. He had always told her shifting was always painful for most werewolves and she shouldn't expect anything less. What had amazed her and him was that she had shifted without any prior sign. He had been amazed at her size but wasn't envious nor jealous. He only told her that it attested to how powerful she was. She had inherited her father's size and fur. The only problem she had with him was the way he was worshipping Roberto and the way he was easily swayed.

The spines were all faded to one degree or another, and most of them looked antique. “Sure as hell not her porn stash, but that would be far less incriminating,” he remarked, taking out a black-bound book with gold lettering. The title read, “SAMPA VARGR” in huge letters that resembled runes. She recognized vargr from one of Darian's titles. It meant “wolf.” Hunter offered her the book, and she flipped through its pages, her heart pounding as the meaning of sampa became clearer with each successive illustration. Huge bipedal wolves were being slaughtered in every way possible, each grotesque method culminating in a silver dagger through the heart. “Why does Sandra have a book on how to hunt

The professor is explaining something about Statistics and Modelling, numbers and formulas related to creating designs and blueprints. But it is all tuned out in Zane’s ears while he keeps his mind on the book he borrowed from the library called ‘The Werewolf Book’. Apparently, this book tells Zane studies of werewolves back in time, evidence of their existence and behaviors of this mythical creature. However, aside from those case studies and other theories, most of what is written in the book are already known to Zane. He was trying to research about the werewolf print Tyr and Zeev told him last time, but that information is nowhere to be found in the book.

Mom, Dad she called out slowly to them moving close in their direction. By the time she found them they had already transformed into werewolves it's wasn't easy, controlling them as wolves, to make them go under the basement, she tried all she could but failed then she said to them, "I don't care how aggressive you are towards me, you know you can't hurt me because I am also a young wolf, just like you are a werewolf from one pack, I can control you, as been a young she-wolf, I will do anything to make sure you don't cause any harm to others."

Lexi picks it up and unwraps it. She opens the journal and flips through the pages. “ I thought it might help you. I broke down everything about wolf packs in the simplest form. We have books in the library you are welcome to read to learn more but this gives you an idea. The books can take forever to get to the point.” I said. Lexi doesn’t say anything as she carefully flips the pages. When she looks up at me she is smiling but I can see the tears that have appeared in her eyes. But I’m not getting sadness from her.