Werewolf Bite Force Novels & Stories

Mayyyybe he shouldn't have said those cold things last time, but it wasn't like she gave him any choice! And now he didn't even know how to talk to her again! Let alone anything else. Struggled for another 10 minutes, and Edmund left the library quietly with his collar up and hat low. Just thinking about the afternoon got Edmund frustrated again as he poured alcohol down his throat like water. Buster pulled Edmund on the sleeve with a worried look -- he still couldn't talk. Edmund rolled his eyes: "Did you know? Werewolf's strength is 10 times a human, Buster."

I asked. They nodded. "Oh my goodness," I whispered, running my hand through my hair. The boys remained quiet as they watched me pace to and fro. "Hold on," I stood before them holding up my hand. "Aren't werewolves supposed to heal after they get injured?" I asked feeling baffled, she could have healed herself immediately. "The thing is, a rogue bite is very dangerous to a normal werewolf, their bite is very poisonous and it can cause quite a lot of damage to their bodies due to their toxic nature," Zane explained and I nodded.

There are a few teachers who know because they work for our pack alpha in the summer months. It used to be just the pack kids who were picking on me, but that ended up expanding to the human kids over time. So you're probably wondering why I don't kick their asses if I can fight? I'm afraid that if I hit them, it will kill them. Werewolf strength is approximately 200 times stronger than human strength. Once, when I was 12, a boy in my class stood behind me at a crosswalk on my way home and started pulling my hair and calling me a loser. I grabbed my backpack and swung it around and sent him flying backward. There were only two things that saved me from being in major trouble that day. One, I

(RHEA'S POV - IN ATLAS' BODY) "Aim, timing, and intent.” Atlas raised three fingers. “When utilizing bite attacks as a werewolf with a strong jaw, remember this: your strength lies not just in the force of your bite, but in the precision of your aim. Target vital areas—neck, limbs, wherever you can inflict the most damage. And timing is everything; strike swiftly and decisively, overwhelming your opponent before they can react. Your bite is your weapon, wield it with focus and intent."

Because part of me still hadn’t forgiven them for what they’d done, what they were capable of. She looked up then, right at me, and for a second I caught the tiredness in her face. “It affects them. A werewolf bite still harms them, but it doesn’t kill them as it does common vampires. The venom sucks half their strength completely. It buys time until you can give them the cure.” “Which is something, I guess.” I rubbed the back of my neck. “But do we have anything in here that says how to kill one permanently? Or are we just delaying the inevitable?”

I looked like a child playing dress-up. I walked out of the bathroom and Creed went in. I grabbed the book Liam lent me on werewolves earlier and moved to sit cross-legged on the bed. I opened up the book and on the first page was a drawing of a wolf. It was a decent drawing and it looked like the person took time shading it in. On the top corner of the page was a list of weaknesses and strengths. There were only three weaknesses which were; aconite, silver, and their mates. Their strengths included; superhuman strength, speed, nocturnal vision, ultrasonic hearing, rapid healing, and an enhanced sense of smell.

For the humans to turn, they have to be bitten by pure breeds werewolves and feed on werewolf blood within a span of twenty-four hours after the bite. Humans are naturally weak, compared to werewolves, and surviving a bite from an omega wolf, let alone a high-ranked wolf is nearly close to impossible. The process is cruel, soul breaking... and only a few humans survive. And even then, they end up with weak bodies, and yet, the torture doesn't end there. After feeding on werewolves ' blood, before they fully turn, their system tries to reject it, and that in itself comes with excruciating pain, and it is only a few who survive that stage.

Baruz turned to the young werewolves, keeping his eyes on the enemy. - Remember a trifle, strength is not everything, you need to be prepared for the fact that the enemy is stronger, despite his apparent weakness. - The enraged werewolf again asked for Baruz, the wounded knee did not allow him to move at the same speed, Baruz masterfully hit just above the ligaments of the knee joint going to the quadriceps muscle of the thigh. He dodged again, going behind his furry back, two powerful blows to the torso . A person would have long since passed out from a painful shock. The pain sensations of a werewolf, of course, are not so vivid, but, nevertheless, pain is an unpleasant thing. The huge wer

I stated the unbroken rule between us and that stopped him. I glanced back at Merlin. "Plus you don't need to worry about her, there's no coming back from a werewolf bite for a vampire." Liam huffed in annoyance. "I'd rather just rip her head off her neck." "My Father will make you guys pay for this!" She gritted her teeth in pain, my venom already traveling through her system. "Westbrook High School," I smiled, crouching down to her level. "What?" She frowned, still in pain, confused.

His mouth twisted into a snarl, fangs appearing as he roared, panting and emitting smoke from his nose like the beast he was. This time when his fist collided with my face, it didn’t stop. He was relentless, forcing me to stumble until I fell onto the floor. Lightening shooting through my tailbone, Benedict yanks at my shirt and reigns another two punches. The metallic taste of blood floods my mouth, the excruciating pain in my face spreading like wildfire, pulling at my skin tightly. Maniac laughter escaped my lips, spitting the blood onto the white tiles as I stare at him. “Is that the best you got? I guess even in strength you aren’t fit to be a werewolf because you hit like a bitch.” I s