Werewolf Kyle Novels & Stories

At the full-moon celebration for Leah Rosen, the family's adopted daughter, my three brothers chained me to the judgment pillar in the pack square. My fiancé, Kyle Mercer, drew a silver blade and plunged it into my chest himself, collecting a smal l cup of heart's blood to feed the moon moth larva Leah had bought on the black market. The larva, which had been stiff and lifeless, drank its fill of blood, and its translucent wings began to flutter. "It's alive. You win again, Leah." Leah threw herself into his arms, "You lost, Kyle. "I'll take Leah into town first. I've already sent someone to brew a clotting draught. I'll be right back." I tried to call out to him, but my eldest brother D

Roger walks over to her and goes down on his knees, "Jessica I need to tell you something, I'm not a normal guy, there is something different about me. Fifty years ago, I was hiking in the mountains of Romania and got attacked by an animal, I lost a lot of blood and was in the hospital for weeks on the edge of life, then suddenly I started healing fast, the doctors were at a loss and couldn't explain it. I left the hospital as if nothing happened. That night I was visited by a strange man who told me it was him that attacked me and that he was a werewolf, I laughed it off but he transformed in from of me and told me that soon I will be able to do the same. That moment I was scared out of my

I moved to the bar, needing something to do with my hands. "I want answers." She stood in the center of my living room like she was ready for a fight. "How did you get that photograph?" I poured two glasses of whiskey, expensive stuff that usually helped me think clearly, but unfortunately its not going to help, not tonight. "Your son shifted on a playground three weeks ago." I held out a glass to her. She did not take it. "A three-year-old werewolf pup, golden eyes, no pack scent. Word travels fast in our circles."

Claws, instincts, power — all of it flowed through me, synchronized with his presence. I felt alive. But even as Damien conducted most of the kill, I couldn’t help but wonder why this stranger would risk his life for me or how he would cut through a dozen of werewolves with a swipe leaving a trail of bleeding bodies. More importantly, in the midst of these, where was my grandparents? It was their pack. How did rogues manage to get close to their mansion? The last rogue fell, whimpering and clutching his bloodied hand. The guards finally arrived and whisked him away doing a fast job of clearing out the dead werewolves from the mansion entrance.

A knock on the door cut me off as I was about to speak. " Come in," I say The door opens and one of the boarder patrol mambers enters the study. " Sorry to interrupt, Alpha, Beta. We have intercepted a man on our pack lands snooping around. By his sent and Aura, it seems he is a werewolf of higher rank. When I asked him what he is doing on our lands, he requested to see you." I got up, followed by Kyle. I wonder who it is now. " Who is it?" I asked

Without thinking about his actions he held her hand tight and pulled her to his chest, hugging her tight as she finally cried. “Do- Domi-nic Hale’s grandfather was a hunter.” Skye started while hiccupping and sobbing, whilst clutching onto the Alpha and Hakan felt his whole body freeze and his blood run cold when he heard the words following her sentence, “a Legacy Wolf hunter.”

"Hmm…interesting story, I think I'll skip work today..so tell me this ancient story of yours." Oliver said and relaxed on the chair. "Kyle is from the Vamp wolfish Clan and he's fixed on killing me because of the late king that died mysteriously in the hands of this father. I was the only one that knew what happened so I've been their target since the great war that occurred." "This looks like an interesting story but can you not put Kyle as the character, I dislike him to my bones." Malaska sighed. It's useless telling him this, he thinks it's some kind of fictional story but she will go on. He will come to realize the non fiction part when he understands everything.

But she started to feel so frustated. Arther suddenly gripped of Kylie's shoulders on there in quite tight. Arlo was trying to take control of Arther's body, and Arther was trying so hard to keep Arlo in his thoughts right now. "I am a werewolf, Kylie. And also an Alpha from the Blake Light Pack. If you want to remember everything that happened last night, then listen to me, Kylie." Arther looked straight into Kylie's terrified looking eyes right on there about right now.

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

"I couldn't let you do something insane because you posed a threat to Ava and my kids." "You have no idea what I'm capable of, Rae." Kyle's features changed immediately, and he shifted into a brown wolf with jagged claws, eager to devour his prey. He lunged at Rae, surprising him, and pushed him far away, to prevent him from untying me. Just as he was ready to murder me, the black wolf pounced on him. As the wolves fought in front of my unconscious eyes, growls could be heard across the forest. Kyle fell to the ground, immobile, as Rae grabbed him by the ankle when he tried to reach me.