Werewolf Leon Novels & Stories

Dione looked at the folder she was holding and closed it and handed it to Peter. “Peter… that wolf in the picture. Is that taken by Dr. Conrad?” Dione asked as he was about to turn his back on her. Without looking back, Peter answered her, “Yes.” And he walked to the cabin. While Dione was left still amazed at what she saw. And while thinking about that, a thought suddenly crossed her mind. Her eyes got widened, and she covered her mouth with her hand. “Don’t tell me… that was an actual werewolf?!” she said to herself. And now, she can’t stop herself from convincing that, that was really a werewolf. She immediately wanted to get the folder from Peter to continue reading it.

“If anything, I think she’s a great fit for you because you can learn a lot from her about our world.” Again, I nodded. “Right, I supposed this settles it then. You know where to find me.” June smiled, but I didn’t miss the concern shadowing her features. I knew she’s worried about the whole Luca incident and what all this would mean for me. Luca—whose full name turned out to be Lucian—was a rogue wolf, outcasted by his own kind. When you’re outcasted, your powers get stripped, and you can’t get in touch with the spiritual realm or with the huntress. Somehow he managed to bypass it, and here we were.

She called softly then linked her hand to his. "Yes." I answered. "We don't want to lie to you over anything, that's why I have been open with you over a few things. Like I said a few days ago, I am a Werewolf and so is Leo. We not only live in packs and territories but we have leaders that we serve. Leo and I are second in command, so that means our obligations lie to those leaders we serve. I was given orders to go back to my territory and overlook everything before my leader's return while Leo was to search for a powerful witch who could break a certain curse." She said as I felt my heart ache.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

Before I knew it, I stood behind Weasley, alongside Maria, who seemed to block us from any oncoming attacks as Leo’s claws flew the blood and flesh of this man everywhere. After what felt like hours, the man who had admitted to watching me shower, lay dead in a disfigured and bloody mess on the ground and Leo, who was soaked in his blood, spun his head around to watch me. His eyes pitch black as they rested upon me, it was clear his wolf had fully taken over in this moment.

he called out to the guy from the Black Moon Pack, “Slowly, step back. “Are you sure, you checked them properly?” Calvin asks Leon. “Of course!” Leon said, getting agitated. We watch as the rogue wolves begin to stand. God, I don’t believe in Zombies but there was something about these rogue wolves that give that kind of vibes. “They don’t look like dead,” Drake said. “I swear,” Leon said, “There was no pulse and they were cold.” “I trust you,” Drake replied, “Only one thing can make a heart stop beating and not kill.”

"What is going on?" "He is right Axl. You are the Queen wolf and I am yet to help you discover all of your powers”

The assassins froze and staggered back. Fear crawled up their spines like icy fingers as the massive white wolf glared at them, eyes burning like fire. Her deep, thunderous growl echoed through the forest, rattling the trees. They had been told the girl was nothing—just a regular human, no wolf, no Lycan. Mira had assured them she was harmless. But what they were seeing now shattered that lie. “She’s just a girl, Mira said,” one of the assassins muttered, voice tight with panic.

“You. You’re just a werewolf. How dare you challenge me?” The words rang through the forest like a death sentence. Before Leon could react, I released a fraction of my power. My eyes glowed, triggering a command inside of him. Leon staggered. His knees buckled before he could stop them. He clenched his jaw, fighting against the pressure, but I wasn’t feeling merciful tonight. “Kneel.” The command wasn’t spoken loudly, yet it carried enough power to shake his bones. A sharp gasp left the little bunny’s lips. She turned to Leon, eyes wide as she watched him struggle against my command. He fought it, of course, he did, but he was only a werewolf.