Warewolf Story Novels & Stories

I smiled, "No honey, I'm good at taking instructions from a woman. You only need to tell me once." She laughed. "You are not what I expected from Kane's second." "He's a great Alpha. I'm a great Beta. We are not the same and that is the best for our pack." I smiled. "At the garage now. Disconnecting." I ended the call. The code worked, so far so good. I drove into the garage, automated lights came on as I drove in. The gated area was not guarded. I would have put a guard here. As I rolled down the window to enter the code, I smelled wolf. I smiled. It was guarded, just out of sight. Well done, Eve. I entered the code here too, the gate opened. I drove through until I saw the elevators. Two g

Our driver took it easy on the rocky road so that we wouldn't be jostled around within the car. After Lolita had sufficient evidence to conclude that I was one of the "Legendary Werewolves," she shared this information with me. When she explained to me that being a wolfless werewolf was a sign that I was a Legendary Werewolf, I started listening to her. At first, I didn't believe what she told me because I knew that Tala, my wolf, hadn't returned yet. But after she told me that, I started believing what she said.

She was Old World, a remnant of a time when the laws of the road were written in blood and kept in the shadows. "The Iron Wolves were built on a lie," Viper said, her voice a low rasp that traveled through the silent ranks. "A lie that kept the Ghost and the Wolf at each other’s throats while the architects of this war sat in the dark and waited for the perfect weapon to be born. Well, the weapon is here." She pointed the heavy iron gavel at me. "And the architect’s son is holding her hand." "We’re not a weapon," I said, my voice echoing off the brick walls. "We’re the ones who ended it. The data is gone. The lab is ash."

He didn’t need to know it was impossible to turn someone into a werewolf - it was all in the DNA. “You’re lying.” “Fine, then,” I shrugged. “Keep withholding information and you’ll find out.” For a little extra flare, I let my canines descend and slowly approached. How exactly was it that all the stories said you could be turned? I gripped onto his hair, exposing his neck. “Wait!” he cried. “What do you want to know?” “That’s better,” I said with a smile, backing away from him. “Now how many of you are in the Marsan ranks?”

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,"

King of the Wolves is able to connect to every wolf with his mind. His aura is strong enough to feel from long distances. The White Wolf is the largest and strongest wolf in known history. The King has accelerated healing capabilities and can only be killed by a pure silver stake to the heart. There have only been a handful of White Wolves , most are born in times of war or disharmony between the werewolf communities’. I had always wondered why I was born in this time, I knew there had been some trouble in our pack but nothing that would require a King. Perhaps something else was coming that I had to stop. Seeing how powerful the special wolves were made me nervous about my wolf though, esp

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

Jaykob's wolf is a huge silverback. I'd never seen him shift before and it isn't very comforting. His aura screams alpha more than it had before. I feel it now. The power radiating off him is terrifying. Warheads were never supposed to be able to take rank. We were experiments created by wolves who had once been human. When they realized that former humans couldn't rise in rank the way born wolves do, they did what humans do best. They took things too far. The first group of Warheads was called The Plague.

Surprisingly, the two guards are nowhere to be seen, allowing us to pass through easily. As we enter through the door, our attention is immediately drawn to three wolves lying on the ground. EYOLF questions the presence of the two individuals beside the wolves, suspecting that they may be involved. Upon closer inspection, I realize that the two individuals are indeed POXWER and FAXNERY. It's disappointing to see them get caught by a vampire. Not far from them, I spot Warg and Lyca, who has taken on the appearance of a male. They are engaged in a fierce battle against the vampires. Without hesitation, we rush past them to lend our assistance.

If anything, I was lifting ten pounds less than I had been before. “Alpha, I have concerns,” he started, and I instantly knew what he was about to tell me. “I’ve been tracking our warriors’ workouts for the last month, and their progress has been very slow. That's fine for some of our more advanced warriors as they’re bound to plateau at some point, and progress slows down. But for the newer ones, they should be gaining strength and endurance quite rapidly. It’s not normal for werewolves to plateau when they’re just starting out. I’ve gone by the high school, and the trainers there have observed the same thing.”