Werecat Mythology Novels & Stories

Theia comments, distracting me from my thoughts. “How so?” I ask. “What of Hecate? Why not mention her role?” Theia responds bored. “Hecate? Isn’t she the three faced Goddess? Why would a wolf call out to her?” I ask unsure of the connection. “The witches follow her.” Theia responds. “Last I checked, no one in the story is a witch.” I say rolling my eyes. “Then you don’t know the story.” Theia says, yawning.

She says, as a whisper. Nevertheless, everyone can hear her. They all hear what she said, but nobody moves. Except for their eyes as they look to Orpheus for direction. All eyes looking toward our leader for what to do with the beast in front of them. A beast that should no longer exist yet, unfortunately, here I am. In front of them all. Orpheus is shell shocked, frozen in place. His eyes are as wide as saucers. Fear. Disbelief. Anger. Those three emotions can be read in his gaze. He looks conflicted, which is an emotion I’ve not ever seen on his face before. However, this is something new to us all. Wolves. Werewolves, to be exact, have been extinct for over a century now. Hunters wiped th

The Weasel family's shamans were especially formidable, being the most difficult to deal with. The weasels were vengeful creatures. Even if only one were angered, a pack of them would seek revenge. Weasels also fed on snakes. In northeastern Hacniane, they were known as the animals that swallowed dragons. "Today, the three of us from the Weasel family will deal with him personally. We just hope he'll show up!" "After killing that guy, it'll be a feast for our guardian immortals!"

Eric began, drawing my attention to him with renewed interest. “I am not going into a history lesson, but the Goddess we pray to is Selene, while for the witches their Goddess is Hecate. Some believe they are one and the same, while others believe otherwise. Honestly, with history, we never really know how much of it we can be sure of. Things have probably been twisted throughout the years.” Eric glanced over at me, but I just kept listening. “Anyway, I think it had to do with Hecate’s relations with Selene is why it is like that for us.” Eric finished.

Miranda spoke from the circle. “We are honored to have the very first and most powerful of our kind in our midst today!” “We are honored, oh great one!” The women chanted in chorus. “My bloodline has lived generations as the descendants of the first witch, Catherine; and lately, as time went by, everyone believed that the story of Catherine the great one was a myth. But here! now! Catherine stands before us, alive! And stronger than ever, because now, she has been blessed with a wolf, not just any wolf; the wolf of the moon goddess!” Miranda looked around the circle and saw hope in the eyes of her sisters, she saw reverence for Audrey in her sisters' eyes.

And that horrible bastard was my custodian. He would laugh at me cruelly and insult me that I was deformed, a kyelsha. A kyelsha was a wolf shifter who couldn't access her wolf form, she was unable to and was forever stuck in her human body. Amongst our people, it was like a curse and that person was cast out of the pack. But I surprised my stepfather, even calling him that in my mind made disgust and revulsion slither all over my body. When I turned sixteen, on the anniversary of my mother's death, I changed.

They shared with us. "But if you say they aren't seen as Werewolves, then where did they originated from?" I asked, feeling there was more to this creature than we think. Then they shared another information about this Ivy and were they came from. "The goddess, Selene, goddess of the full moon and the heavens, had two sisters known as Diana and Hecate. Diana is the goddess of earth and the half moon, while Hecate, the goddess of the underworld and the dark moon."

The room is silent for a while, each of us trying to process all that we’ve just learned. “So when did they get here? And why didn’t the American covens stop them?” Lily asks. Citra sighs. “To explain that, I have to give a little background on our goddess, Hecate. She is closely related to your goddess, Selene, which is why she and Selene teamed up to get Nathan, Michael, and I out of the Meteoric Rise Pack. While Selene is the goddess of the moon, Hecate is considered the queen of the night. But Hecate is the three-faced goddess, meaning that she has three different aspects: the maiden, the mother, and the crone. The maiden cares for women in all shapes and forms: animal, human, or s

I weigh my 5" 3 with pride. And you say you are not small.You are very cute mi amor. Why am I on your shoulders, please just drop me down. Sorry for carrying you by force but if I did not do that, you will experience more difficulties and pain when you celebrate your 18th birthday or Brian might kill you with his beatings and I wouldn't want that to happen to you. You have endured that monster 's beating for too long and I want you to listen to me. Kate decided to listen to Ceaser's story hoping her troubles and doubts might be cleared. There is someone whom we regard as the moon goddess, she is our ruler and we go to her for protection, she is also the one who brought up the idea of mates.

That's the kind of person I strive to be, and that's what keeps me fighting, clinging to this fragile thread of life with all that I am. In the encompassing darkness that envelopes my vision, the moon's celestial radiance pierces through, unveiling the divine presence that stands before me. It's as if the moon itself has taken form, radiant and ethereal, with fur that shimmers like stardust, and an aura of maternal warmth that envelops me. This is the Moon Goddess, the legendary figure woven into the tapestry of werewolf folklore. And here she stands, materialized before me, in all her majestic glory.