Werewolf Hands Novels & Stories

He raised one clawed hand, aiming to slash Alex’s face wide open— But the slash never came. The werewolf’s hand froze mid-air. His eyes widened in confusion. He couldn't move. His arm was caught—stuck. Alex’s eyes glowed brighter, burning with rage. He had used his strength, his raw willpower, to stop the attack. His hand clenched tightly around the werewolf’s arm. Alex gritted his teeth and rose to his feet, fury fueling his strength. Without warning, he twisted the werewolf’s arm downward, forcing a painful crack from the joint.

The werewolf boldly said to the creature, and his words made him really angry. "..Yes! You did..." The creature said, and then gouge out the hand of the werewolf with his sharp teeth. The creature gouged out the hand werewolf with extraordinary speed, that he didn't notice that one of his hand were missing from his body still he felt a strong pain and saw blood. ".. AHHH!" The werewolf screamed in pain as more blood splash out of his wound. The Vaewerewolf that pull out his hand from his body Immediately began devouring his hand like a hungry lion.

And before their eyes, his fingers shifted into the claws and paws of a werewolf. Several warriors stumbled back. Others swore aloud. Brian let them see it for just a few seconds before shifting back. He flexed his hand and rolled his shoulder like it was nothing.

It will take a month to skin that damn bear. I extend my hand, stretch it out, and turn it alone to my wolf paw. Lycanthrope can use their paws like hands, or feet, and I extend my claws fully, measuring up mentally the size and sharpness, knowing really, I have the only tools I need right here. I don’t bother dressing, as I’m filthy after that little battle and about to be more so. Dried blood from my own now healed body, and the bears wounds, covers my skin in disgusting patterns and smear marks. I probably look as feral as this makes me feel. I’ll need to bathe before dressing, and this is going to get messy.

I also took out my claws and was ready to attack, even though I was lifting Ady, who was sleeping then. A large wolf, not a werewolf but a wolf that resembled a human, jumped in front of me to defend me. His hand doesn't match the wolf in front of us because it looks like a human hand with long, sharp nails. He has fur, ears, a face, and teeth like a wolf. He looks like he's half human and half wolf. He was about eight or nine feet tall, but it was hard to tell because he was very tall when he stood. His eyes were bright red, and then his aura was powerful.

He was wearing a long black sweater and black ripped pants. My eyes landed on his hands, they are big, and you could see his veins. It was strangely attractive. How can hands be so attractive? His black hair hid his eyes a little, but I could feel his feline stare piercing mine. His skin was so pale you’d think he’s a vampire rather than a werewolf. Not to mention his little pink lips that he bit nervously looking at me. As I was staring at him, I felt my body getting abnormally hotter. I saw his eyes shifting to red as he approached me slowly.

"And after checking the surveillance, it is indeed him. This person has a criminal record, specializing in these kinds of shady activities. There are also many covert photos of women on his phone." Colin's voice turned cold, "What else?" He held his hand up to his eyes. During the car's fall off the cliff, the shattered glass and metal shards had pierced his palm, and blood had already coagulated. Werewolves had enhanced healing abilities, much faster and more potent than humans, but even now, there were still traces of the injury. He hoped his hand would be fully restored by the time Eranthe woke up.

"Isn't today my luck? I get very fresh and sweet blood. You have a slightly different blood, don't you, Young Lady?" The werewolf's eyes reddened intensely. Coarse black hair covered the entire surface of his pale skin. His fangs were sticking out longer than before, with the black nails on his hands extending. His hands kept going up to touch Rain's feet. Rain tried to escape. She tugged at her legs desperately and kicked the werewolf's head with her other leg. The harder Rain resisted, the more complex the werewolf pulled her into the hole. Werewolf dragged Rain. The tip of her hand tried to reach the stick that was only an arm's reach from her.

The werewolves greeted Leroy with respect. They have always been against him for his differences between them and now that he was the one who walks forward to take them home, they were moved. "Mn." Leroy only gave them a nod and a cold glance as a response. Meanwhile, Carissa stretched and yawn and suddenly punch the empty air in front of her. In an instant, sharp iron claws came out from her hands. She cursed inwardly from the pain as sweat rolled down her forehead. The metal that was stuck on her hands has just been recently installed by the crazy scientist back home.

Depending on the type but for the normal gun, it's just like a wound to him which will heal so fast. He walked to a private place and cut his left hand with his middle fingers as his eyes turned red immediately. He started feeling so hot with an itching body as the transformation took place. It was known that Werewolves are given the special powers to transit during the full moon but his own was different. He could turn aggressive by having a wound on his left hand cut by his middle right Palm fingers. And of course since he didn't change during the full moon he won't be able to have full control of himself because the pain in his vein will control him until he had finally gotten what he wan