روايات وقصص ضمن Werewolf Cookie

"Vera, you always have to play the victim. Look at you — pathetic and pitiful. You're an embarrassment to our Beta!" Liam glared at me. "Vera, enough! Stop with the act and get up!" Then he froze. My face was deathly pale. The soup and sweat soaked through my clothes. The scalding liquid had raised blisters across my skin. And I was too weak to make a sound. "How is she this weak? A little hot soup shouldn't be able to burn a werewolf... unless she really was poisoned?" Liam stared at me, frozen in shock.

A bruise was already blooming along her cheekbone where Lira’s fist had grazed her. He took her injured arm in careful hands. “Hold still.” He leaned in and, without warning, licked the wounds. Elara gasped. The contact was warm, wet, strangely intimate. She felt the faint rasp of his tongue, then something else, warmth spreading, tingling, numbing the worst of the pain. “What are you...” “Werewolf saliva,” he murmured against her skin. “Heals faster than anything human. Especially for mates.” He continued, slow, deliberate strokes of his tongue along each cut. The bleeding slowed. The edges began to knit together before her eyes.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other

Amber’s POV . Lily made sure to keep me beside her all the time at the same time, I too made sure to stick around her like a shadow. I had already found those werewolves in the party but I was not sure whether they were here just for the reason of having fun or had any hideous plan. I was surprised when I found that the birthday girl was herself a werewolf. I was sure she would have sensed my wolf as well. “Happy Birthday, Aurora.”, Lily wished her and handed over a small gift to her.

He gestures at the three boxes I have piled up in my hand. "Well, oatmeal cookies are my favourite, so I'm not sure this could go wrong. Now, the better question is, how do you know you're not gonna like it?" I challenge, remembering how he ruthlessly devoured the Chicken Katsu sandwiches I made after claiming that he had low tolerance to spicy foods. "Hmm." He shrugs, and I eye him suspiciously, then grab an extra box just in case, as I've come to rightly be wary of his voracious appetite. Werewolves can eat almost anything bearing the title of food, and I have not yet seen an exception.

he said. The gathered werewolves cheered in happiness, with some of them howling excitedly. “Ok, ok, let me finish.” He said, stopping their cheering. “This celebration is restricted to the members of this pack only and there will be lots of venison and drinks for everyone, so leave whatever you're doing and come to my mansion.” He concluded with both hands outstretched. The werewolves howled again as Alpha Tristan turned around and left with Adriana by his side and Maxion behind him.

Sliver POV After the last prank, I kept my mouth shut and still wasn't ready to say many words again and promised to keep myself hidden but still was happy and not happy with the huge game they played on me. This day would be one of the happiest days ever in my life since a ceremony was being held for everyone who got their mate and it was so interesting for me. Just the food and blood feast was enough for the young werewolf to get herself pretty well for at least half a day or more.

Noah said with a smirk. “Noah, I'm trying my best to keep myself composed. Doesn't the fact that you killed my husband and I'm not ripping your head off your body right now raise questions in your head?” Anaya asked, turning to Noah. Noah went quiet, he had neither remorse nor fear on his face. He just stared at Anaya with a blank expression. “I’m curious though—what was in that cake you sent to our house?” Anaya asked. “It was a metallic powder, made by an old blacksmith somewhere in the darkest parts of Mystic Meadow. The powder dampens the powers of a werewolf. If it's an alpha who eats it, he becomes an omega; if it's an omega, he becomes human,” Noah replied.

The main hall, which had always been used for formal pack meetings, began to transform into a child-friendly wonderland with a theme centered around werewolves, the moon, and the goddess herself. With Chef Mark’s guidance, one section of the hall was set up as a mini-bakery station. Long tables were covered in flour, bowls, rolling pins, and various decorations like sprinkles and icing. The children would have the chance to bake their own moon-shaped cookies and werewolf-themed pastries. Small aprons in different colors were arranged on chairs for each child, adding a playful touch to the entire setup.

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!