Werewolf Harry Potter Novels & Stories

that voice made me look and I saw two werewolves in human form. The one I met earlier has dark hair, blue eyes, a pointed nose, dark red lips, sculpted jaw, and fair skin. The one whose voice is unfamiliar to me seemed to be more mysterious. He has grey hair, silver eyes, a pointed nose, pale lips, sculpted jaw, and fairer skin than the other one. I coughed and realized that my hands are tied and all I can do is sit. “Just kill me,” I muttered and sit. I now have a broader sight of where I am.

“Sorry did not mean to scare you. You are Peter right?” He looked a bit scared when he answered, “Yes. I should probably leave now you are here.” Lola frowned, “Why?” Peter looked around them and said, “You shouldn’t be seen with me. Especially not someone from your rank. I am a disgrace. My bones did not heal properly so I will be a cripple the rest of my life and no one want to be associated with a crippled werewolf.” Lola smiled at him and grabbed his hand, “Well I don’t give a shit. I am sure you have a lot more to offer. There are more ways to be valuable and strong than only physical you know.”

“Well… Not necessarily. The full moon is merely a trigger and also a power-up. Otherwise, you guys can change anytime once you’ve turned. And from what I can see, you’ve just went through your first transformation.” “I guess… I didn’t know I was a werewolf until now…” “Your parents were hiding it from you. They’re werewolves too.” “Hey, how do you know? It’s not like they changed in front of you or anything, did they?” “There are other ways of knowing, trust me.” “So, about this mind speak thingy…”

"Okay, then. Harry, correct me If I'm wrong, are you a werewolf? Care to tell me now, I'm dying of curiosity." Harry proceeded to provide his theory. He knows about his bloodline for that matter but was not entirely convinced of its likelihood not until their experience at the Lamia where in his mind he shifted into his wolf form and fought the Lamia. He never thought he could shift as such but it happened on his own illusion. He knew his bloodline could do many wonders but being one of the Golden Royalty lineages was way more surprising. He knew it from what Lanah and Chaney told him when the two ended up telling him about their doubts and when he told them about his theory of him being a w

His eyes never left her face. When the witch finally arrived, her cloak billowing around her, she didn’t even blink before walking over to Hilary’s body. “What do you see?” I asked. She stared for a long moment, then traced her fingers along Hilary’s temple. Her eyes glowed faintly. “She is… not fully gone.” “What?” Aurora whispered. The witch nodded. “This one is a hybrid. Part witch… part werewolf.” Loid looked up sharply. “That’s not possible. She never—she didn’t have powers. She was a wolf, like the rest of us.”

Third POV "A witch?" Wyatt frowned, a look of absurdity written on his face. "Harper, are you joking? How could you possibly be a witch? You're my mate. The mate bond is here, between you and me. I can feel your heartbeat, your warmth, your emotions. You're a werewolf, Harper, just like me."

I scoffed. "I know what I saw...what I heard...what I felt..." "It took you a while to wake up so maybe you watched something about," He failed to repress a chuckle, "werewolves, before getting hurt. Maybe it was embedded in your subconscious." I took another step forward. "I know what happened to me. I can taste the smoke and smell the sweat on them." I cringed at the memory. "Their voices..the...I remember the feel of you...I know you were there and what you...what you became...I-"

Sophia rose from the squat position and walked to the bed and sat down. " Come on. " She stretched her hand , gesturing that Derek should come. After a while of delay, the wolf walked to her and climbed the bed. Then, he lay on the bed with his head on Sophia's laps . " Is he not going to return to his normal form?" Vieira asked with curiosity in his tone. The healer smiled. " This too is a part of his normal form. But let's see what will happen. "

There's a look of pure rage in his eyes as he takes me in. "Who gave you a hickey?" He asks, and my fingers unconsciously find their way to the hollow of my neck, and I try to detect it. Oh, Oliver. He just had to put his mark on me. I'm sure he knew what he was doing when he was biting and sucking me. You can take the man away from the werewolf, but you can't take the werewolf out of him. "You're smiling? Who gave you permission to smile?" Harry's nose flares up as he speaks, and I'm tempted to burst into a fit of laughter right there and then.

“Zeev, please –” “Zane is a werewolf!” Those words froze Tyr, and he robotically turned his head to Zeev. “What?”