Werewolf Kyle Novels & Stories

They were werewolves for goddess' sake. "Mr. Davis can walk now, and Pablo started patrolling yesterday, Kyle. I mean, Kyle, right? Jackson told me that's your name." "Yes, ma'am. My name is Kyle!" He repeated. There was uncertainty in his tone, thinking I might be just lying when I asked. I could never betray my gamma. Kyle was my man's best friend in the kingdom, and he had always shielded me from danger before. He could tell when I was hiding something or lying.

He in deed had the looks that could give any male werewolf a run for his money. Kyle was a born Adonis. He had long black hair, which he tied ponytail style. He had a beautiful cocoa brown eyes. There was also something about his stares. It’s been said that Kyle could look his enemies into submission. He had a macho body build. He was muscles and strength. His brows were perfectly drawn and one feature on his face that stood out too was his lips. Kyle had plump slight red lips that begged to be kissed. He always had his way with women so the females were definitely not his problem. Kyle’s POV

I said sobbing. Damien grabbed my cheeks, and turned me to look him in the face. "I would never let him come close to you again. Heck,I will even kill him for causing you this pain." He said while wiping the tears on my cheeks with his thumb. I smiled at him, nuzzling in his chest. Kyle got up again. Pacing back and forth. Everyone just stared at him. "NO! I'M GOING TO KILL THAT MUTT." Kyle roared. "He told me that it was the rogues that attacked the pack. He had come to save the pack, but not in time, seeing as many of our pack members had died. I was already knocked out during the course of the fight and I had no idea of much of what happened after. He also claimed the rogues took my siste

I went to Kyle but he was badly injured. I could not go with anyone else because Kyle was the only one I knew would never betray me. He insisted that he wanted to rest otherwise his wounds would take weeks to heal. I held his hand once again and asked, "will you give up on me when I need you the most?" In the end, he forced himself to endure his pain and together we met with the werewolf called Brandon.

Kyle was curious about what was going on, so he went to Celine's room to check on her. He tried to play one of his silly advances, but Celine blanked him out. She remained in her room, restless and anxious. At that point, she decided to go downstairs with the intention of exposing Kyle to Harley and telling her that he had been trying to have sex with her. She also wanted to tell her big secret that she was a werewolf and also with child.

He nodded. "Werewolves are real," I said. Silence. Dad blinked. "What?" "Werewolves. They exist. They're real. And Kyle is one of them." Dad's face went through several expressions. Confusion. Disbelief. Then something that might have been amusement. "Is this a joke?" "It's not a joke," Kyle said. His voice was steady despite the fear in his eyes. "I'm a werewolf. My father, Marcus, is the Alpha of a pack. I'm the future Alpha."

It was this trait that made them unstoppable and they couldn't afford to lose it if Kyle doesn't survive this battle. While the rest of the wolves lead by Kayla tore from limb to limb the vampires on sight, Kyle, Dean , Kimmel and the best of their warrior wolves stayed back and watched for the main targets - the Saunders. Kyle got a hold of Tom his target. He was on the roof top and was being attacked by Kaleb, a teen Wolf but Tom had the upper hand, he grabbed the wolf's neck and was about to snap it when Kyle's wolf sprinted and shapeshifted to it's werewolf form, jumping to the top of the roof and smashing his weight against Tom.

It was too much to take in at this point. "Luna Natalie, the female werewolf I'm seeing, lost her first and only son and Kyle was the person that killed him." My father paused for a while. "Apparently, Kyle blames Luna, her husband, and their son for the death of his parents. After killing their son, he left them a note saying he would come for them and that was when Natalie asked for my help. I couldn't lose her so I agreed to capture Kyle to keep her safe," "Wow…" I said flaring both my hands and turning. It was fucking unbelievable. "Okay, thank you for telling me the truth," I said, not knowing what else to say. My father shook his head.

Before Chloe could react, Caleb closed the distance between them, stealing another kiss—a kiss fueled by passion, desire, and the swirling emotions that enveloped them both. As their lips met, a surge of energy passed between them. Chloe felt a transformation begin, the ancient power within her responding to the intensity of the moment. In the embrace of Caleb's kiss, Chloe's form shifted, her senses heightened, and she fully embraced her werewolf nature. The moonlit glade became a canvas for the unrestrained emotions that coursed through Chloe. The boundaries between reality and the supernatural blurred as Caleb's touch awakened the werewolf within her. The air became charged with an electr

Screaming at the hunters coming toward him with bows and swords. To only hear a voice that made everyone go still. "Stop" Just one command and all the hunters bow down. And that's when Volkan's grey eyes met the dark black ones of the man behind everything. Daniel Black The leader of Hunters stood in front of him. His face emotionless, not caring of the bloodshed of the innocents he just committed in name of ending the werewolf specie, which according to the humans were heartless beasts that are to be eliminated at all cost.