Werewolf Kyle Novels & Stories

Kyle said while putting his arm around her. Even though Kate was not Kyle's mate or a wolf, they got together. Kyle was a unique wolf of his own, with a 'sonic boom’, as he called it (Whenever he used his ability, which was a weird noise that broke the sound barrier and also cause an explosion, the enemy can’t help but explode as well.) His blond hair was in a buzz cut that matched his long face, his hazel eyes held mischief. Even though he was shorter than the rest, he was built for speed.

Once again in the absence of Shawn, I want to make sure to keep a good eye on them both until we know for sure that he has truly changed but from what I can see, he is a changed man. Orders being barked from the other side of the rogue’s tent now caught my attention and I moved around the tent to see that my Gamma had taken control of the clean up in my absence along with Shawn’s. Kyle had been one of the Red Moon’s wolves when I got here and I had taken a liking to him and decided to take him on when I had gotten here to take over the pack. Kyle was one of those wolves that you could tell cared for his pack and his people and he had strong roots here at Red Moon, being a tenth generation bo

His gaze danced over me entirely as if he was malfunctioning at the thought. "FEED!" Before he could react, Lydia ordered before wiping new blood across his mouth. He used his fingers to draw it against his tongue and I saw the last remaining humanity drain from his eyes as he moved closer to me. "Any last words, Moonwhore?" Kinsey asked as I thought how nothing else mattered but him remembering this. He would not always be mindless or in a beastly way. For it, I wouldn't want him to have anger he wasn't accountable for. I wanted him to have a peace nobody else had given him.

Kyle had known the notes and seconds of the time of the night long long ago, and he accepted the surge of energy that came at him, swallowing him whole. The four wolves rushed toward him at the same time, their eyes and claws looking deadly in the moonlight. It was just unfortunate that they were fighting a man who has sent many gifts to Death herself. Kyle didn’t hesitate to move. He dropped from the tree in one smooth move, shifting mid-air. His bones cracked loudly, skin tearing, fur bursting out of him as his body changed into the giant beast that had been the terror of many nations, and a great many people.

A powerful snarl rumbled from his chest. He had transformed. A werewolf. And then he spoke, his voice low and commanding. “I am the King of the Moonbound Werewolves. Eryx Bloodban.” he said. And that’s when everything went black.

“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…”

The wolf roared angrily at Linda, thrust its claws into her chest and growled menacingly, baring its sharp teeth. “Enough, stop!” snapped Aryadi, in an instant he turned into a black wolf and pounced back at the red wolf. Linda got up again with black blood seeping between the fronts of her clothes. As she was about to attack for the umpteenth time, the remaining witches finally stopped the vampire woman's actions with magic like a few minutes ago, as well as wolf-shifter Aryadi. Rokan Allegro took a deep breath, pushing out the wood and marble shards on his back with his strength until they fell. “Take them both to the prison ward,” he muttered, enduring the pain in his body.

Even death would be too kind for them. Kyle exhaled slowly. Then he smiled. It wasn’t kind. “And I didn’t expect him to meet you rabid dogs.” The rogues saw red. “You are so dead, Kyle Silvermoon!” “Bring it on, dolls.” The air exploded. Kyle moved—no, leapt—midair bones snapping, skin tearing as his sparkling white, silver fur-tipped wolf surged free in a violent, magnificent transformation. The ground shook when he landed, a massive silver-white Alpha wolf, eyes blazing, presence crushing.

He pulled me to his chest and we both enjoyed each other's warmth. "Well well well… look what we have gotten here. Son of Alpha Thomas, Kyle kissing a little girl like a hungry wolf. Don't be too close to him. Wolves are too bad when it comes to the lust, little girl." We heard a voice that sounded as dark as the moonless night. Kyle growled loudly and pushed me behind his tall figure. I gulped hard as I saw some unknown wolves around us. "Who are they, Kyle?" I whispered in his ear and he interviewed his fingers with mine.

“Thanks.” “Too perfect. You military?” Jake raised the sleeve again. “SASR. Sniper First Class.” A grin flickered. “Who dares wins.” They said it together, a laugh cracking the tension. “This is Zak,” Jake told Kim and Jane. “Zak—Kimberly. Jane.” “Pleasure,” Zak said, crisp. Then to Kim, lower: “Keep it quiet for now, but… werewolves have overrun the city.” Kim held his stare. “You’re serious?”