Warewolf Stories Novels & Stories

Turns out my wolf is attached to him because he is my mate, a secret we had to keep between us because it was forbidden, and his father would have my head. After many years have passed, we survived a lot together, vampires and werewolves were at war with each other and the humans joined it, the lab I once worked for rebranded themselves as W. I. K. D, killing us and calling it the cleansing. It was a massacre that day, but it was also the perfect diversion to allow us to escape, yes us... I told them about my plan, and they knew... The whole time, "I don't know if it's a good idea," Al complained, "I mean the human world is at war right now, this is our haven right now,"

Irritated, I pulled it away from him and closer to myself. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'm always so interested in myths and legends. The stories are so amazing. I'd just never seen that one before, the one you were looking at. About wolves that are cursed to remain as humans. That's like... A twisted version of the werewolf story." He kept rambling on, telling the story of creation and how all 'supernatural' beings were created. I didn't know how this pertained to me because I was a wolf and nothing else but I was drawn to Motty's story and when he was done, looking up at me like he expected me to have a question of some kind, I realized that this must be it. This must be the informant

I decide to ask Ruby and Garnet how they got their wolves. “We had a shared dream” Garnet tells me “Two identical wolves were running straight toward us, but swerved at the last moment. One went right, the other left. They didn’t speak, but then the next few nights, I dreamt I was running up a hill through snow. I was following wolf tracks. It took me three nights to reach the top of the hill and a wolf with a dark grey coat was there. She told me if I accepted her then we would have a long life but filled with hardships. If I didn’t accept her, then I’d soon die. Of course, I accepted her - she’s the only reason I’m still here.”

I wince in sympathy, remembering the pain I felt through the mate bond. "Tell me what happened," I say gently. I'm all too aware that this could be exactly the sort of stress that sends her into a cardiac episode. "Some terrifying werewolves were causing trouble at the border," she sniffles. "They wouldn't listen to a word I said! It was awful." Ralfi appears in the doorway, ready to give his report. "One minute," I tell him through our mind link. Ralfi nods and waits in the corridor.

"What if I was just a werewolf and I died last night? How many people do you want to kill before you start learning how to control your wolf? " "You've been a werewolf for what? six days? Should I remind you that I became a werewolf five years ago? " "Then you should start acting like a mature wolf." Jacob walked up to Michael till he was an inch away from him, then he whispered, locking his gaze with Michael's. "Next time, I won't give you the chance to stab me. If you try to kill me again, I'll make sure to kill you first. " Michael lowered his gaze as Jacob walked past him and left the house.

Hana gently pushed open the door to the first room; the inside was empty but looking at the high racks of tools hanging on the wall made Hana's eyes widen in surprise. Ms. Rael's sermons talk about werewolf magic and the crimes of the human type when they view werewolves as criminals because of differences. So torture methods such as electric shock, drawing blood to death, rat bites, and smashing every bone ... Hana still thinks they only exist in books. But no, all the torture devices Hana had seen in the books now appeared clearly before Hana's eyes.

I cringed, not wanting to have the answer confirmed. “Someone broadcast that a white wolf was coming to Quantico.” “They were here to kill me?” “Kidnap. The white wolf brings power and success to a pack.” “Oh my God. They are so stupid.” “Esmerelda.” Now, Ghost’s voice was as grave as my father’s. “The lore of the white wolf is significant. Last night proved you are in great danger. Your father is furious that a battle has occurred so quickly. It shook him, and he couldn’t protect you.”

At five years old, Jeremy learned that lies shaped reality. It was the first night his father, or the man he would one day call his father, had brought him to Wolf Pack Run, the main Grey Wolf ranch, days after his mother’s death. That evening, around a campfire with the whole of the pack in attendance, James Lennon, then high commander of the Grey Wolf armies, had stood in the flickering orange glow of the flames and announced he had a son that he hadn’t known existed.

“Guess who showed up at the gate demanding to see you right away? It’s your favorite reporter and she’s waiting for a response.” “No.” Irritation flashed. “I refuse to talk to that female again.” “She’s being adamant. She’s threatening to headline the morning’s paper with news of a Species getting married to a human at Reservation.” He walked into the living room and paced. “It doesn’t matter. Tammy told her friends and it was bound to get out that Valiant married her. They were already photographed together when she was kidnapped and the team tracked her and rescued her. I expected this to happen.”

Please, I beg you, I will legit stop swearing for an entire day. And for a person that swears like a sailor, that is saying something. He starts coughing and kills another water bottle and starts sweating like crazy. " Yo, dude, what's happening?", I throw a rag at him and quickly finish the rest of my jaffle. "Nothing, that irrational thing just took me off guard", He chuckled brushing it off. I give him a stinky eye. "Excuse me, mister, but to your knowledge let me tell you that werewolves do exist, and vampires and lots of other creatures as well! Where do you think all the stories, novels, rumors, and movies have originated from?"