Wearwolf Shows Novels & Stories

“I will return when I am good and ready…” Lorelei then cuts the link but continues to watch as Morpheus stalks and growls low around the tree we are laying in. I watch as another wolf joins him. Morpheus growls and attacks him except the new wolf doesn’t fight him, he doesn’t cower in front of him but submits. He shows his neck, allowing Morpheus to wrap his jaw around it.

As if on reflex, my dragon burst out in control and breathed out a stream of fire in front of us, much to everyone’s shock and amazement. A poisoned dart sizzled through the air and before it could reach Alpha Stone’s heart, I caught it by my tail and threw it back in the same trajectory. The dart found it’s owner’s mark as a loud, deathly howl filled the air and by now, an army of red eyed rogue wolves showed themselves in front of us and barred their sharp canines in front of us. These werewolves looked more like possessed than naturally alive. “What the fuck are these ?” Jax asked stunned.

Third Person's POV The Western Tribes' werewolves were overwhelming, but Velda fought fiercely. Her arms underwent wolf-shift, wolf hair-covered claws tore through leather wrist guards and elongated. Ten glinting nails left frosty trails in the air. Her vertical pupils shrank to arctic-crevice slits. A horizontal slash of her left claw shattered three warriors' shields. Glancing around, she saw more Western Tribes' wolves surging like a tide. These wolves hadn't joined the earlier battle but had lain in wait for her.

As the first rays of dawn painted the sky in hues of orange and pink, the werewolf pack gathered in the heart of Luka's territory, their eyes ablaze with determination. Ardolf, a towering figure with a mane of jet-black fur, exchanged a knowing glance with Brian, his trusted lieutenant. Athena, with her sleek silver coat and piercing amber eyes, stood by their side, ready for the impending battle. Behind them, the rest of their pack, a formidable force of loyal warriors, awaited the signal.

“Let's go.” Amidst the eerie moonlight, a gruesome scene unfolded in the heart of the desolate forest. Feral werewolves, their primal instincts unleashed, clashed in a chaotic display of savagery. Fur flew through the air as claws tore into flesh, and guttural snarls echoed through the night. Bloodstained soil bore witness to the fierce territorial battle, each werewolf driven by an insatiable desire for dominance. Amidst the frenzied carnage, a group of trolls observed from their hidden vantage point, eyes gleaming with mischievous delight. The trolls, masters of secrecy, watched the werewolves tear into each other with an unsettling curiosity, relishing the spectacle of nature's brutality

“ I'm not going to keep telling you what happened. Lena, Dad will be getting off soon. We don't have time to stop and catch you up. “ I slide down into my seat, saying sorry. I'm not even in the mood to argue at this point. Torrine rolls her eyes and says, “You didn't miss much. We saw a human turn into a wolf. The eyes changed color, and the body transformed into an animal. It looked painful. “ I'm looking at the excitement in torrines eye. She quickly presses play and shushes everyone. Now I'm thinking of the night I was in the field and how my eyes changed. I quickly ask can I see that remote? Grabbing the remote, I rewind for five minutes. Gaia screams, “Stop! You're going too far !” pre

For werewolves, a special weaving was invented: the chain does not break during turnover, but, as it were, stretches on the animal's neck and it is more problematic to break it. - What if she chokes? - No, - he chuckled, - can you imagine what kind of weaving should be to strangle a wolf? - Hmm, well, yes, - she didn’t argue, because she really asked a stupid question. - Maybe you paid attention: in the flock everyone wears rings on a chain and only when leaving for the city, for example, they traditionally wear them on their fingers. “No,” she shook her head, “I didn’t. And where are we going? - I looked around with curiosity, but the desire to visit the park naturally did not disappear fro

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

Swords clashed, teeth bared, and the woods echoed with the thunderous clash of rival werewolf packs engaged in a battle for supremacy. Leori's gaze burned with determination as he faced his adversaries, each strike a testament to his warrior's prowess. Robin, a formidable ally, fought by his side, their movements synchronized in a dance of lethal grace. Together, they defended their territory and their honor, their loyalty to their pack unyielding.