Werecat Mythology Novels & Stories

“I’ve heard you say it several times, and Reid said it that first night by the lake. You said he’d had too many sprinkles.” Wes chuckled, then said, “Selene — the Greek goddess of the moon — is our creator. She created the wolf warriors who then became the first werewolves, and she created the first alpha Lycans, and she created fated mates for us.” “So you worship her?” I asked, dipping a piece of my sandwich into the soup. “Sort of?” Wesley answered. “We don’t worship her in the same way some humans worship their God. We don’t pray to her or anything. But we acknowledge that we wouldn’t exist without her, and we hold respect for her.”

On the highest peak of every column were statues of a wolf's head, as if howling at the moon. The ceiling was covered with an artistic mural depicting various images that looked like they came to life, There was a woman wearing black, her skin pale, yet she had three faces, one old, one young, and one neither youthful nor elderly but in between. I had a feeling the mural above depicted the beginning of shifter kind. My father always referred to the moon Goddess, or Hecate, as the mother of shifters.

“During the final war between gods, mankind was caught in the middle. As a way of gaining more allies on their side, gods turned men into armies. What you have as werecats, changelings, witches, fairies, you name it, are armies created by the gods.” “What about us?” “Us? Our origin is far more complex than that and it is tied with Vampires. We were created by mistake with the moon goddess’ blood and till this very day she has not forgiven the one who made us and we who were created. Come, there’s a lot to be seen today.”

"What Roham is saying is, the Moon Goddess Selene is a Titan, her lover Endymion was human. When Zeus allowed their children to be goddesses, he was allowing their essences to be reincarnated until the end of time. So, Iokaste, if your wolf Elexis is telling you that you have been connected to her since the beginning of both of your essences, and you have been displaying powers beyond a typical werewolf, then I would say, yes, you're indeed a goddess. One of the fifty Menae. Daughter of the Moon Goddess. It is reasonable to say she selected Elexis to protect you. This gives credence to her claim that the two of you are warriors." The other Elders around the table nod and murmur in agreement.

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

was created as a description of the king given by the Greeks who visited Egypt centuries ago, because of the resemblance to the Sphinx in Greek mythology. 43. Nekomata Nekomata or cat of darkness, is a creature in Japanese mythology, is a creature that is able to control death, and has black power, in the myth of war the nine gods of Nekomata have a symbol of darkness, in the story Nekomata is a cat with two black angel wings and two tails, and is able to change being human. Nekomata is traditionally told as a cat that evolved from revenge because of the torture of its owner.

“Ah ha, ha, ha. Nothing. Just ignore me.” I saw his shifty eyes and the dry smile he showed right before claiming the seat. I ignored it since I had more pressing matters to discuss with him. “I’ll go straight to the point, Elijah. What do you know about the current beliefs of the mating process in our realm?” He angled his head to the side, looking like a puzzled puppy, and then, he answered, “It’s ah...created by the Moon Goddess, Selene. She’s a celestial spirit that guides werewolves and lycans of different gender into their destined partners.”

“They are the Moon Triad, composed of Artemis, the virgin goddess of the crescent moon, mother of human souls; Selene, the goddess of the full moon and our actual mother, since it was she who created the wolves, therefore, she is our protector; and Hecate, goddess of the waning moon, wisdom, mother of witches, and mother of Lycans. “Oh, my goddess!” “Hecate caused the coma because she needed to cast a spell on me, as Aika was remembering a lot of her past life. Hecate explained that if Aika continued to remember, we could not get the true potential of our power. Part of the balance of my power is my mates.” “Excuse me honey, did you say mates?” “That’s right, mom. Mates. Eric is one of them.

And it seems her wolf was more stunned than Nyma herself. Like standing at the mouth of a thunderous storm. It was the sensation of being watched—not with malice, but with all-knowing. A presence that had existed before time itself and would endure long after. And Nyma was pushed down by it. With the fevered haze increased, Nyma then clearly saw them all. Specially the Moon Goddess...Cynthia was forgotten legend of Werewolves myth, never a manifestation. A concept worshipped in rituals, not a being who walked among mortals.

It’s the creepiest shit I’ve ever seen. “Odysseus. I should have known. Why are you here? Who are these with you?” “These are followers of Hecate and children of Selene,” he says, gesturing to us. “Witches and werewolves,” Briareus mutters. Curious, not angry. “Why would you enter Tartarus?”