Wednesday Addams Werewolf Roommate Novels & Stories

It was clear that we weren't starting school today because school was cancelled. Too many people were concerned about the safety of their children. Apparently this pack has met day walking vampires and didn't want to risk it in case any might be on the land. So we just sat around the packhouse and I was lost in thought for most of the morning while we were sitting in the living room and I saw the kids running around everywhere. All of the kids. Quinn and Patrick included. They really did look like they had ADHD but they were just werewolf kids when Ivy came into the room and their kids ran over and jumped on Ivy.

Only now, Manhattan would be a danger zone by Sunday and he had nowhere to go. He scrunched up the memo and tossed it aside on the kitchen table. Out front, Maddie Summers, his only human friend was handling sales. They weren’t selling a lot, probably because of the memo as the customers knew that he wasn’t a human. It was a miracle they weren’t flipping out on him as they’d been doing to other werewolves since the week began. The Vice President’s death struck a nerve in them. Everything sucks.

Conway his roommate had been a werewolf as had most of those that inhabited Bungalow 13 and then there was the girl from before with the blue hair. {"Was she a fairy or a witch?"} asked Porter to himself as he attempted to make sense of all that had transpired since he left his hometown and traveled all the way to this strange school in the middle of nowhere. {"Bloodsuckers, didn't the coach mention bloodsuckers being here...That wasn't a euphemism it was a fact....there were vampires here too, real live bloodsuckers!"}

Even Dominic, who had met Wallace a few times, had forgotten what he looked like. “He’s photogenic,” Adam observes. “They’ll sell more papers with a handsome face like that on the front. It’ll make the press want to run even more articles about him to sell more papers.” Dominic groaned in annoyance. He picked the paper back up, reading the concerning passages out loud. “Mr. Wallace is the werewolf next door. Having built his carpentry business from the ground up, he understands the importance of hard work and service toward others. He also understands the importance of community and taking care of your own.”

“Now answer me! Where are these weeds situated?” “C-crimson Trace Pack’s whereabouts were unknown. As for the Golden Hound Pack... ” Delta Cluxx paused to catch his breath then added. “.. on the western side of the forest near the boundaries separating us werewolves and humans” “Good... Very good... Prepare our warriors, we'll move out at dawn and wipe their forces off in the face of the earth!” Alpha Broderick stated with gritted teeth. He can't just leave these packs that have the audacity to mock his daughter. Labeling his daughter as a woman of bad luck is tantamount to insulting him.

I retorted, “Now please leave; you are ruining the aura I have in this room.” On the sidelines, I also had a plan C. I had been watching what kind of people were in and out of this place. Some were trying to get Adolphus to give them room in this huge house during the full moon that was slowly creeping up on them. I guess there aren’t exactly a lot of places for werewolves to seek refuge in this city. I had made friends with one of the sons of those families, and they had invited me for dinner in an attempt to try and suck up to me and get to change Adolphus’ mind.

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.

** Meanwhile, on the other side… The aroma of freshly baked cookies wafted through the spacious kitchen of Adam's house in Thibeult City. The scent, a comforting embrace of warmth and sweetness, mingled with the bustling energy that filled the air. Maya, the omega in Adam's werewolf pack and the adept manager of his household, moved gracefully between the countertops, orchestrating a symphony of culinary delights.

I made up my mind to watch my back from that moment onwards. As we finally arrived at Adam's house, I noticed that no one was home. The living room was mostly bare with just a few pieces of furniture scattered around. Adam took my hand and guided me to his room. I looked around his room and noticed paintings of werewolves on the wall. It struck me as odd, but I didn't dwell on it too much. "Make yourself comfortable. Would you like something to snack on?" " Sure," Adam went out of the room for a while, then he returned with steak and milk. He sure did like lots of meat, didn't he?

She truthfully stated – causing the two men shared a meaningful look once again. Elder Howard cleared his throat. “That is not a surprising thing anymore. You see, this room is filled with energy used only for the member of the Moon Howlers Pack. If you can’t be one with your wolf and failed to shift within three days, that only mean one thing… That you don’t deserve to be part of our pack.” Elder Howard strictly explained. Pain immediately rushed through her – as she heard those words. She looked at Hunter – who was looking at her blankly.