Werewolf Being Human Novels & Stories

Jamima asked Caroline. Caroline laughed like crazy when she said, "Human? And me?" Jamima was confused by her behavior and replied, "What do you mean? Aren't you?" "Well, yeah I am now but I was never not born human but a werewolf," said Caroline. Jamima's eyes widened when she thought , she was not human, before? Does that mean you can switch to human with using some method? "You know, I was born a werewolf in the werewolf realm. At that time a war was raging between three main powers: vampires, werewolves and hunters. Each of them wanted to destroy the other two powers, and during Danny's rescue, I was captured by hunters."

he urged. I sat for a moment in silence. “Okay. Let’s say I believe you. What do we do about it?” “The first thing is to gain an understanding so that you are prepared in any situation.” “You’re already losing me,” I muttered. He smiled patiently and took a deep breath. “Let me approach this differently. As there are many creatures on the planet, not all humanoids are human. Some are able to take on a human form, but they are also able to shift; such as the werewolf. When they are in human form, a human can’t detect that they aren’t a real human, but another fae can. Just as there are good and bad humans, there are good and bad fae.”

My mother’s voice reeked of sadness when she said, “I’m one of them now.” “Not really. You aren’t forced to shift into a wolf during the full moon. In fact, you’re able to shift from wolf to human instead. You may have been infected by the werewolf bite and had your gene activated, but you’re not one of them,” I insisted.

He was horrified by the image, so he immediately scrolled down to the website's context and read it. “Werewolves are people who morph into vicious wolves, according to some legends. The weaker ones look exactly like a normal wolf and can be seen in some cold weathered parts of the world. The powerful ones are mutants—a combination of human and wolf. They have a hairy human head with sharp fangs, elongated sharp claws, and a fur-covered human body. But both are bloodthirsty beasts who can not control their lust for killing. They have a thousand times more senses than anyone else—”

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

I ask him, confused “At any given moment, I am both the man, and the wolf , and at the same time, at any given time, the wolf is the wolf and the man.” “Explain further” I demand leaning closer to him. With his hands still preoccupied with drawing the circle on my waist, he does. “I told you earlier, Werewolves are both man and wolf. Our human part, the part where our humanity comes from, is what we are born with. We grow up learning moral cues, and socially acceptable practices until it is ingrained in us, because, for some time, that is what we are. Humans. Only, we are humans with the werewolf gene.”

But this isn’t just a werewolf transformation—there’s something more, something darker. Black veins spread across her skin, pulsing like they were alive. Her eyes snap open, glowing with a deep, blood-red light, a mix of hunger and pain. Her scream turns into a snarl, and her body jerks violently as fur begins to sprout from her skin, dark and thick. Her bones crack and realign, her face elongating into a snarling wolf’s muzzle, yet there’s still something unmistakably human—and terrifyingly not.

Emma looks up and sees that the intruder who broke into the house through the window is none other than Samantha, Lucas’s friend. But something was different about Samantha. Her face contorted and her body shifted, revealing her true nature as a werewolf. Her claws extended, her eyes glowed a piercing blue, and her canines elongated into deadly fangs. Despite her transformation, Samantha still stood on two feet, her human form still somewhat visible; it was like a half transformation, more like an enhanced human. Emma was shocked and scared, not knowing what to make of the situation.

His elation, however, was short-lived. On his way back to his car, the werewolf collapsed. It changed back into its human form, convulsing and foaming at the mouth. The man was dead in minutes. Although disappointing, the turn in events did not completely deflate Sven’s enthusiasm towards his new ability. He was hell-bent on finding out how it worked and how he could make it better.

I suddenly realized that I was actually gazing at a Wolf and not a werewolf. "Stop on her. Rafa yelled, running up to us but failing to get the Wolf off of me. "Get the fuck off her!" The Wolf was the same size as a werewolf, but I couldn't tell because of his darker, savage eyes or lack of humanity. I suddenly realized that one of the Yellowstone Wolves was standing on top of me. My thoughts kept returning to Levi's words: "He went full Wolf, he lost his humanity."