Werewolf Mc Novels & Stories

He told her. “Downworlder hunter.” She corrected him. “I’m not just a vampire hunter, I also hunt werewolves but sure, I’ll just change clothes.” Cassadie agreed as she decided to wear her yesterday’s clothes. “Should I buy you new clothes?” Yomiel asked as he went on wearing his usual suit. “Nah, no need. We can wear this for a week.” Cassadie told him. “Eh, what about the underwear?” He wondered as he tilted his head as he looked at her.

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

Lucian Scanning the faces of the rogues before me, I noticed that they all looked scruffy and dirty. Most were looking at me in shock. They had never encountered real werewolves before. I nodded at Damon. The betas secured everyone with the handcuff specially made for wolves. Emerging from the dilapidated house, I noticed Zaiden and Kyle dragging two other rogues between them. After dumping both on the ground, they looked up and waved at me.

The metal collar was an object with ten big needles, going into the Wolf's skin where the liquid silver running through the needles to the wolf's system and weakens it. She took a step back and turned around. Ethan's words echoing in her mind. The vampires lifted Ethan's cage to the sky. A great army of vampire stood behind Drake and Alexa. "For our lost glory!" Drake yelled a hand up before opening the portal. As the sky cleared, it came with the image of large numbers of werewolves in their battle suit holding weapons. With alpha Williams at the head of the werewolf. Drake smirk. "We're back to it! Dogs versus gods! And we all know who will win." He stretched out his hands and the 45th vam

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

He enjoyed the attention. “I’m tired of keeping the boy in the dark,” I said. “It’s for his own safety. Zach, there are werewolves and vampires in this town. Rafael is a blood sucking vampire.” Rafael’s face changed, veins lining the skin below his lower eyelids became visible, gray-ish under pale skin. He opened his mouth wide, flashing long sharp fangs at me. Hannah screamed, standing and pulling Zach into her arms. She staggered back and made him stand behind her.

I am Catherine Brooks, mate to Arthur Brooks, the lone surviving witch-wolf. For centuries, I have loved a werewolf of unparalleled strength and unwavering determination to protect our pack, regardless of the cost. The loss of our first daughter, Aliyah, in the great war devastated me. She was brave, beautiful, and fiercely strong, yet she never returned from her final battle against our enemies—the vampires and the black witches who betrayed us.

Kieran Ravenscroft had arrived. He walked in like a dark god of the underworld, flanked by two towering enforcers from the Ravenscroft Citadel. As the undisputed Alpha of the most dangerous mafia werewolf syndicate in Ravenshire City, his presence was lethal. His pitch-black coat was dusted with rain, and his piercing, icy-blue eyes scanned the room until they locked onto me. Not onto Alpha Malcolm. Not onto the pure-blood warriors. Onto me. The nameless human girl. "Alpha Ravenscroft," Malcolm said, rising quickly from his chair and offering a respectful nod of his head, his pack dominance bowing instinctively before the higher predator. "We did not expect the Ravenscroft Citadel to grace o

Viggo replied. Karina now began to understand, as she imagined. She knew that there were many werewolf packs scattered out there. She had even heard of some of them, such as Celestria, Fangborne Empire, and Lunarcrest Domain. "So, when will Xavier become a werewolf?" Viggo asked. "During the upcoming perfect red full moon, which is in a week," Viggo replied. "I hope everything goes smoothly," Karina murmured. Suddenly, Viggo held Karina's hand and looked deeply into her eyes, "Maybe for a while, you should stay in Celestria first. Is that okay?"

For werewolves, the full moon is a sacred occasion. A werewolf pack congregates for their own rites in the same manner that humans might dress nicely and convene at a place of worship. The location where we meet for the Trialblazer pack is roughly an hour and a half northwest of Toronto. Two hundred acres of pristine territory where we can securely wander as the monsters we become every full moon were once home to a pack long before Canada was known as New France, at the time when our ancestors fled northern Europe in longboats.