Werewolf Cookie Novels & Stories

I could still feel a pang of fear in my heart but it was shoved off when I reassured myself that the dangerous werewolf, Xavier, was dead already. My gaze fell on a tray filled with a plate of cookies and a cup of coffee. A smile grazed my lips on seeing the food because heaven knew that I was starving so badly. Full of glee, I took the biscuits as my stomach made a growl. "Don't worry, I will soon fill you up" I muttered, laughing to myself.

For now my wonderful mates have arranged their office so they could put a recliner in there for me. The pack house is decorated top to bottom in everything Christmas. Maggie, Shelby and the pups are making Christmas cookies, while I help decorate the gingerbread houses. Thank goddess we bought extra candy cause I think I ate a bag of the gumdrops and two tubes of icing. I'm surprised I haven't gotten sick. Shelby's been eating a lot of the candy canes while Maggie has been scarfing down graham crackers and reese's, it's insane. If we weren't werewolves we would definitely have diabetes. A couple of hours later, the pups finish just as the dinner bell goes off. "Alright little ones go fins yo

And the Werewolves, who were the first children of the Moon Goddess, became the closest race to the Cohens. Whenever the Werewolves needed help and support, they could easily go to the Cohens who promptly helped them without hesitation. The Cohens fully support the Werewolves as siblings and children of the Moon Goddess but this brotherhood and bond will not last long either. As time went on, the scent of Moon Drip possessed by the Cohens became intoxicating and enticing to the Werewolves. Every time the blue light of Moon Drip touches their skin, they seem to lose their senses and become hungry until they yearn for it so that they can't stop and wake up the wild beast inside them.

Darin frowned at Peter on hearing this but Peter gave him a reassuring smile that he knew what he was doing. “West is a very powerful which under the influence of the most dangerous werewolf, the alpha of the blood moon pack. He is well known to be greedy and treacherous, I believe he wants something of great value from Darin. Peter dear, you don’t want to get involved with him, just steer clear of his path or you would be begging for your life.” Wendy said. “Please, help me find out what West and his werewolf want with Darin. It would help in convincing me.” Peter said.

Inside were some round cookies with patterns that he liked. Just as Noah was about to pop one into his mouth, I suddenly caught a faint scent of dogwood! That plant was like poison to werewolves. A trace amount of dogwood made the food taste and smell irresistible. A small amount was harmless to adult werewolves, but it was lethal to pups! Even a little was enough to kill! "No! Don't eat it!" I screamed as I snatched the cookie away, but it was too late. Noah had already taken a bite and swallowed it!

He asked while staring down at the packages cookies. I glanced at Derek and he nodded giving me the go ahead. Taking a deep breath, I cleared my throat and began talking. “What I am about to present to you today is a fusion of tradition and modernity. In the centuries past, werewolves never needed to worry about skin care or what they eat. We are known to consume heavily and digest it just as it comes. Same for our regenerative systems that helps our skin maintain its natural balance. However, with the evolution of our people into modern times, things have changed. We have become lazier with our hunting and indulged in sweet eatings that not only results in a bothersome decline in shifting

he yelps, while still chewing the freshly baked cookie. “Spit it out! You’ll burn your tongue!” I tell him, racing to the cabinet for a glass and fill it with water. He quickly chews the cookie and swallows it down. “And waste a cookie? Not a chance. In case you forgot, I’m a werewolf. My tongue is already healed,” he says and sticks his tongue out for me to inspect. I should be grossed out; his tongue has residual cookie crumbs and chocolate smeared on it. I fake my repulsion and roll my eyes at him, earning another laugh. I really enjoy his laugh.

I hoped that I would find my mate immediately, I didn't want to be like some wolves that were stuck for years without finding their mates. "I made you all some snacks." Nana came out with a tray of cookies. "Yay snacks." I clapped my hand and retrieved the tray. Since I was the youngest wolf present, it was my duty to serve everyone present. After my parents took a piece, I dropped the tray on a desk and took a piece. It was so tasty. That's the thing about nana's cookies, they're cookies but with beef, It may look like a weird food combination, but I assure you that it's not, it's the right amount of crunchy and savory.

** 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.

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