Werewolf Girlfriend Novels & Stories

Maybe it was then that feelings began to grow inside me for this mature werewolf who was simply helping a regular teenager with skating—without implying any of the things I wanted to imagine. With Zavir, I have no future. I just have to accept this fact and stop building false illusions about our relationship. Things with Pasha will be much simpler, and maybe he’s exactly what I need right now to forget the werewolf’s brown eyes. He also has light brown hair, but his eyes are green, kind, and now filled with some kind of panic because my silence has dragged on way too long and I need to say something. “I…” — I hesitated, wanting to say something as I looked at him, but then decided and said,

"It's all up to you, but don't make yourself too tired." I smiled softly. My greatest happiness was that the Moon Goddess had chosen for me a good mate like Alpha King. Compared to humans, werewolves were much more loyal. My friends all had a lot of lovers and also changed lovers very quickly, and werewolves were only loyal to their mate for life. Maybe because I was a werewolf, even if I lived in human society, I wouldn't be like my friends.

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.

Wolfgang's aura changed, his eyes turned dark yellow, and his voice became low and scary: "Get out. I won't repeat it." The werewolf on the ground felt the imposing presence of Wolfgang, making him retreat a step, his face revealing a mix of fear and confusion. He looked towards Wolfgang, his mouth curling into a snarl as he tapped his claws on the ground and transformed into a human, quickly running away into the distance. Wolfgang breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to return home, but he heard the werewolf shout: "Watch out for your girlfriend. I have nothing to do with you, but if I'm in a bad mood, I might just eat her for a good meal."

I’m always overthinking about it at all. "Yes, my mate. The woman that you hurt just now is my mate. How dare you hurt her by using that damn magic shit.” Alpha Xavier immediately answered in loudly voice to her. “All I know... she is the girlfriend of James Mason. And not your mate." The young witch woman answered with a hint of doubt in her voice. Listening to that, Alpha Xavier slowly released of his grip on the witch's hands, and looked at me. All werewolves probably know that I am James' girlfriend, but other than that, many of werewolves still don't even know that Alpha Xavier is my mate. I exhaled immediately in slowly.

Girl meets boy. The boy turns into a creep. The girl is saved by a handsome stranger... The handsome stranger turns out to be a werewolf... Violet Duffy's summer turns into a nightmare when she is attacked by the seemingly sweet boy she meets on vacation. Luckily for her, Toby Wolfe was there to save her. Over the following weeks, Violet and Toby form a close friendship, and soon, the unavoidable happens; feelings develop. Unfortunately, Toby already has a girlfriend and a deep, dark secret that Violet can never know about...

I step out onto the balcony quickly, hoping Erin’s werewolf ears won’t pick up our conversation. “How are you doing? How’s New York? And pleaaase, tell me something interesting! ”She doesn’t even wait for a reply.“I just got a deal to host an event—I’m so excited!” Maya keeps going, telling me about her latest fling. She never stays bored—always changing men like Christmas outfits.Then she changed the discussion. Of course she does. “So… how's your lover boyyyy?” “Umm… fine.” “Just fine? You told me the wolf queen said he’s into you, and all you’re giving me is fine?”

The wolf who once prided himself on pristine presentation now seemed entirely neglectful of pack appearances. "Luna," he called, stepping from the shadows between territorial markers. He clutched a bundle of blood-red wolfsbane, a traditional reconciliation offering. "I understand everything now. Though your mating with Dominic is legitimate, you bonded after knowing each other for merely a moon cycle. You cannot possibly love him. You orchestrated this to wound me, didn't you?" He extended the flowers, clearly expecting me to accept them as I always had in the past. I didn't reach for them, but responded with calm detachment.

He just took that guy away from us. After the incident, I felt bad that I had to show my friends my werewolf form. But they were normally talking when I said sorry to them. I asked why they were not surprised. They told me they also belong to different species like me. I finally breathe a sigh of relief that I am not with humans, or they can get hurt by my anger omega. After that, we enjoyed our pop sticks and then clicked a few pictures to save them because it was our first day together.