Werewolf Free Novels & Stories

"Why in the world wouldn't they—" "Because they're afraid that word of what you did will spread!" After the mother's outburst, which was audible enough to be overheard, she immediately returned to speaking more quietly. "You have the distinction of being the only werewolf in a century to defy change and call upon the Right of Accord. Everyone was shaken to their very core by the realization that you had released the torrent. People would not talk to us because they were terrified of their own children being taken away from them!

Her companions, graceful and solemn, nodded in agreement, their faces alight with a serene happiness. A werewolf, Dylan large and imposing with fur matted with the grime of combat, threw back his head and howled. It was a sound of victory, of liberation, that resonated deeply in the hearts of all present. His pack joined in, their voices harmonizing in a primal anthem that spoke of endurance and triumph.

The werewolves, their heads lowered and their tails tucked between their legs, averted their gaze, pretending to acknowledge their defeat. Rogers continued, his voice softening with a tinge of empathy. "I understand your frustrations, your desire for freedom. But know this: true freedom lies in unity, in working together towards a common goal. We are not enemies, but allies, fighting for a better future for all werewolves."

The eyes were red, it also looked at her straight as the fangs protruded. "What kind of animals are you?!" Freeda asked as if she was going crazy at the thought of what to do. If she runs, she has nowhere to run because there is no road. She's trapped. She only faces death and she can no longer escape it. "We are werewolves," she heard the white wolf in front of her speech. Freeda gulped, she looked again at the other wolves around her who were slowly approaching her. In an instant, she was suddenly weak as if her soul had come out of her body.

"At least explain why?!" Xavier sighs before flipping open a page. He thought he won't look like an idiot when he talked to him in his head in case he slips up and creates awkward facial expressions. "Werewolf senses require werewolf mana to operate. My guess is that Mr. Zyris is using something to block werewolf and vampire hearing to avoid anyone hearing about their conversation."

Alpha King calmly said. He was used to such matches. To achieve the goal, each werewolf must pay the price based on his or her ability. The white wolf was completely exhausted. If he stubbornly wanted to take things that were beyond his reach, he would have to pay a higher price. Seeing that I was still worried, Alpha King comforted me. "Rest assured. This is just a match, no one will die." I stared at the white wolf from afar, perhaps to me he was being obstinate and he himself thought he was trying.

Hearing him say that, she suddenly averted her gaze from staring at him. She shyly waved her hand to start a conversation: "Can your eyes change color?" "Why do you know?" She did not hide it: "Actually last night I saw your eyes were red." Last night he thought she was unconscious, and probably wouldn't remember anything. But he guessed wrong, she did not lose consciousness but still remembered everything clearly. Because he is a werewolf, when he walks out in the dark, his eyes will turn red. It seems that she has doubts about his identity. She already knew anyway, he shrugged: "Just as you thought."

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

“Today shall be remembered in our history as the day regained my honor and my status as your supreme leader, the Prime Alpha, and the Alpha King of all werewolves. Now, to honor the memory of all those we have lost in this fight and as a salute to every survivor here tonight, we shall howl seven times to the moon. It has provided us with the light we needed to see and defeat our enemies.” There was a cheer amongst the werewolves at the Alpha King’s speech. Vak lifted his face to the moon and let out the first howl. Everyone else, except the humans in their midst, followed suit and howled to the moon. After the seventh howl, there was jubilation in the crowd and everyone was eager to return h

She couldn't help but open her eyes and saw that the small cat had stopped the enormous werewolf! At this moment, countless amber rays of light and intricate glowing patterns emanated from the weak kitten, resembling a fabric that bound the werewolf, preventing him from reaching them. All the cat's fur stood on end, and its green eyes fearlessly stared at the werewolf. The werewolf's arms were bound, and after a while, he let out a sinister smile: "Just a circus trick." A flash of purple light appeared in his eyes, and his fingers grew sharp claws, slashing through the amber light rays with a "swish swish" sound!