Werewolf Fanfic Novels & Stories

The creature was unlike anything Cruella had ever seen all the days of her life around the pack. It wasn’t a typical werewolf, but something twisted, something darker and Stronger. Its fur was a sickly shade of gray, matted and filthy, and its eyes glowed with an unnatural yellow light. The creature’s fangs gleamed in the moonlight, longer and sharper than any wolf’s she had ever seen, and its claws were stained with the blood of something long dead. Liam’s eyes narrowed, the familiar fire of the Alpha flashing in them. “You’re not welcome here, Raze.”

I don't want him to hurt anymore. ''How dare you read my mind'' she shouts so loud that everyone in the room turns and all attention is on us. ''Bells'' Justin shouts. His voice vibrates into the room and her hands' trembles. The other guy is quietly seated. Almost like he doesn't want to get involved. I didn't come here to fight but a Vamp and a werewolf interaction somehow always leads to a fight. ''Let go of him right now'' His voice is firm. I know who has the pants in this relationship.

I could see lights surrounding me too. And then, it happened. I could feel my body change. My skin began to ripple, my bones shifted, and my face changed. When it was done, I was no longer a human. I was a beautiful white wolf with blue eyes. My fur was velvet-like and without stain. I looked elegant as I stood before everyone. I was scared, but Alpha Solomon was there. He put his hand on my head and said, “You are a powerful werewolf now. You have been healed and made stronger. You are no longer the person you were when I found you. I changed you and I will change your destiny”

“I know everything. I know what a mate is, I know who you are or rather… what you are.” “What… how? No… he didn't. How did you find out,” she grabbed my hand aggressively. “I guess it's time for me to drop the act. I'm done playing nice with you,” she drew closer her voice low and threatening. A chilling smile spread across her face. “I’m a werewolf, Auriana. We're alone in this room, and no one’s here to stop me. I could do whatever I wanted with you—” she snapped her fingers close to my face, “—just like that.”

I ask with a touch of sass, giving my dad a look to see if he will pick up on what I’m doing. “Oh, I saw it as well – and they seem to be very similar with their sense of humour and their tempers.” Dad drawls with a raised brow and similar cheeky grin. “I do not have a temper Con – I just don’t appreciate them stalking our girl.” Thomas gets up and starts to clean the table, completely avoiding the topic of conversation. “What are we going to do about all this werewolf - sorry wolfen stuff - we spent so long looking for answers for you and now – it just walks up and presents itself to you. They’ve been here the whole time.”

I burst through the door at the end of the hall and found him on the ground, surrounded by three fierce-looking werewolves. Without hesitation, I sprang into action, launching myself at the closest werewolf. My teeth sank into its flesh, causing it to howl in pain. The other two werewolves turned their attention to me, but I was ready. I fought them off with all my strength, my adrenaline pumping as I threw punches and kicks, dodging their attacks with ease. Finally, the last werewolf fell to the ground with a thud, defeated. I turned to Jaxon, who was still lying on the ground, wounded. I rushed over to him, my heart pounding in my chest.

"We know you're the one! If you're not, why do you look exactly like her?" Confused by their words, I mumbled, "Her?" Suddenly, a loud growl echoed through the forest, its roar reverberating like thunder. Frightened, I didn't stop running. I continued fleeing to wherever my little feet could take me, but I froze at the sight of a huge werewolf. Compared to the ones before, he seemed bigger, larger, and fiercer. His brown fur glowed slightly in the moonlight, mesmerizing me, yet shocking me at the same time.

The fire has died out, and he makes himself busy rebuilding it. “Yes. Werewolves who are fated mates are able to communicate with each other telepathically once they have sealed the bond.” My eyebrows shoot up my forehead. “How do you… how do they seal the bond?” He has finished building the fire, and I extend my hands toward it. I’m astonished and embarrassed by how much the Altairain society doesn’t know about Werewolves. Aldrich takes my hand, his thumb tracing circles on my palm. Looking me in the eye, he presses a wet, open-mouthed kiss to the base of my thumb, sending delicious shivers down my spine.

“The guy I met last weekend — umm, what's his name again? Barry or maybe Larry, shit I can’t remember his name, but he just didn't do it for me—Maybe I just need to meet the right guy.” AWOOOO! A loud howl ripped through the silent night, startling the girls. The werewolf was pissed, how dare this Barry or Larry touched her. How dare he sampled what rightfully belonged to him. He told himself if he ever got his paws on this filthy guy, his head would roll, literally. It howled again, louder this time. “What the hell was that?” Katherine asked as she grabbed onto her friend.

I wanted to pull away from his embrace, to run as far as I could from him… and yet, at the same time, I wanted him. Right now. I wanted him to take me right there on the forest floor, like nothing else in the world mattered but him. In the distance, a wolf howled, the sound piercing through the night. The deep, resonant call echoed through the trees, and I knew exactly what it meant. Somewhere out there, a wolf had found a female to mate with. He was marking his territory, warning every other werewolf to stay away. The Rogue King’s head snapped toward the sound, a smirk tugging at his lips before his gaze settled back on me.