Werewolf Male Names Novels & Stories

their leader said again "Oh Riel, cute name" "Thanks Mrs Johnson" "And you are???" Dad asked one of the remaining wolves "I'm Kein" he said, so all the remaining wolves started calling their names one after the other "I'm Kelvin" "I'm Hannah" the only female among them said "I'm Cris" "Liam" and all the remaining wolves called their names "Call me Mr Agent" dad told them. Their leader faced me, wait what's his name again??? Rig or Right or Rief, oh yeah yeah he's Real, oh my!! How can I be so forgetful???

Laughter and the sound of padded paws filled the air, creating a symphony of ecstasy that echoed throughout the forest. Meanwhile, months have passed. A uncommon and strong incident had occurred in the center of the wolves' dominion during the starry night. Seraphine had given birth to a male Alpha Werewolf with her royal demeanor and dominating aura. Raff, as he was named, came into the world with a power that seemed to mirror his mother's. His fur was a deep crimson color, the mark of strength and terror.

He grunted but didn't say a thing. "Overlord, here you are; we have been looking for you." A group of male and female werewolves walked out from the woods ahead. They were surprised to see the scene in front of them. They decided not to talk. "You are a rogue wolf, so welcome to the family. I'm Zulu," he declared. "Zulu!" The name rang a bell. Yes, now I remember, the tyrant Zulu. He was a very notorious rogue wolf known for committing many atrocities and crimes, including raping and murdering female wolves. No wonder his face looked familiar.

I said with a smile. "Thank you. So, may I know your name?" she asked as she stared steadily at me. "My name is Luther?" I replied. "Nice name for a handsome young man," she said with a grin. "Thank you," I replied beaming with a smile. "So Luther, can you tell me a little about yourself? But before you answer my question, I want you to know that I know you are a werewolf," she blurted. "Yes, I'm a werewolf and I know that you are also one. Anyway, my full name is Luther Don and I'm the son of Alpha Don of the Shadow Pack," I said.

she said laughing even harder than he is “and then I will make him howl to the moon too!” “Please take him away from here,” Max said. “ and don’t come back until he is not a werewolf. Tonight we will run on this beach with him!” And they did just as Max said, mating and marking each other. Surprisingly, Francois' wolf is all grey, very tall for a new wolf, as big as Sam’s and Luke’s wolves and he has blue eyes. He is gorgeous and his name is Avi, which means : the one who was born to rule or god's gift.

“Wolf? That’s the best you can do? I have a name, you know.” Lin felt her cheeks heat up in embarrassment. She knew that all the wolves that dwelt in werewolves had names but have kind of lost track of that because…you know, she had never had a wolf, until now. “I’m sorry,” she replied in a small voice, chuckling shyly. “What should I call you?” “I’m Cara, a silverback werewolf.” “Oh,” she said in response. “A silverback werewolf. Like a silverback gorilla?”

You probably can’t help me. - I am 986 years old, Prince Julius. I'm the first king of werewolves, chosen by the Goddess herself to be king. My name is Lycaon King, and my name gave rise to human legends about werewolves. They started calling werewolves lycanthrope, thanks to me. Many think the name comes from Greek mythology, but it's not from a myth. It's from me.

"Now, the next fight is between our Salisbury, champion, never defeated, Theo, alias, Rabid Wolf, and Eastern Plains's champion, Rocky!" The announcement shed some light on the man's identification. I figure that Theo is his name and Rabid Wolf his nickname. However, something strikes me as odd. The moment I draw closer to the cage, I can sense that he is a werewolf but his wolf has been suppressed for a while. Probably black magic or silver.

I partially lied, but true, I haven't got any chance to learn their names. "All right, come here, and I'll present you to them." Before I could say no, he switched off the burner and took me to the table where the four of them sat. "Crest, here is Alpha Hunter, his Beta Cromwel is beside him, his Gamma Levi is on his right, across him is his Delta, Carter." Hunter? Woah. That is a scary name for wolves. I don't want to face any wolf hunter of wolves, but his name sounds nice to him.

I blinked in confusion. “What are you doing?” He rounded the table slowly before stopping beside me. Then— Like some ancient royal ritual— He extended his hand toward me. His golden eyes held mine steadily. “My name is Alpha Denver Ravencroft,” he said softly. The air itself seemed to be still around us. “Alpha King of the Werewolf Kingdom.” My heart began beating faster instantly. “Father to two extraordinary sons.” Emotion thickened his voice slightly now. “And a man hopelessly in love with you.”