Werewolf Cookie Novels & Stories

She regretted stealing those keys but they were masterpieces she never wished to part with. "I'm so scared, Hellen." Gina admitted, walking towards Hellen. She dipped her hand into the can and grabbed a biscuit then bit it. "I don't know what I should do. I'm not sure I'll be able to stab Cole. I don't want to take someone's life but it seems to be only option I have. I can't lose Liana or my keys."

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.

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

We couldn't just keep creating Werewolves that would dislike their Lupa. Tyler returned with two beers and handed one to me. I had nursed mine until it was nothing more than warm swill, and I accepted the fresh bottle. I could drink beer, but it didn't do anything for me. I did it mostly to be social. As the full moon approached, I could even eat bloody meat. But I didn't need to. What I did crave when the moon was at its peak was a warm batch of chocolate chip and macadamia nut cookies. "You don't have to babysit me you know," I said while taking an obligatory sip of the cold beer. "Go have fun with Jason."

By now, everyone in the True Mates pack in the surrounding area had figured out how much power the multi-colored coated werewolves could wield. And for the first time in my life, a single werewolf with a multi-colored coat could have their pick of any mate they wanted. No one was going to tell them no or shun them because of their fur color. In fact, multi-colored coated wolves were in high demand because they would give a pairing a power-up, especially for those who weren’t already born into families of ranking wolves. So with confidence, I happily frosted two sets of cupcakes. Aurora wanted mermaid princess cupcakes, so I was frosting those teal and putting shimmery sparkles of every color

The air was deliciously heavy with baking smells, letting me breathe in sugar and cinnamon and cloves. I envied the way werewolves didn’t really have to worry about their weight. If they noticed a few extra pounds, they transformed and ran through the forest until they were trim again. In fact, it was still a thing with richer, older werewolf males that they purposefully packed on a few pounds as a sign of their wealth and social status. Every time I ate one of those butter-sugar-flour cookies, I felt my waistline expand. Thank the goddess chasing after the girls was excellent exercise.

Cassie asked her with a little excitement. The woman ignored her. "Put our tiny pieces of paper into the cup," she ordered. Cassie did as she was told. Immediately the last shred was dropped it, a purple puff of smoke erupted and spelled the name Fenris Covel in the air. After it came another puff which made Cassie gasp. It read Werewolf.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

It wasn’t until I reached the third cookie and felt my wolf surge forward with such force that my hands shook and my fingers clawed that I realized what was happening. I stared at the half-eaten cookie in my hand with horror. Kelsie had said her mother had told her to bring the cookies. I had assumed her mother had baked them. But if Kelsie was the one who had cooked them… When a wolf fed their mate it strengthened the bond. My wolf actually howled and I felt my head sink back and my mouth open. Fuck. NO! Throwing the cookie away from me like it was poison, I forgot the rest of the food and raced around the house, locking all the doors and windows.

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