Werewolf Mc Novels & Stories

The first time Lyra escaped the phrontistery at Crescent Pack shealmost got lost. A phrontistery was a place where high ranked young werewolves schooled. There was only seven phrontistery in the world. One located in each continent. Lyra’s pack, the Moonstone pack, was situated in West Virginia, United States, North America. The Crescent Pack was the pack in North America that had a phrontistery. It was located in New York, United States, North America.

As the light drains away from the sky, leaving almost all shadow invisible, the moon perceptibly peaks, replacing the sunrays of its glow. Surging breeze created rustling sound of trees in the woods, grasses on the ground, and birds chirping along with it. Discernible howl from the council leader, beta Marcus, gathered the Moon Stone pack in the amphitheater made of centuries stones which they called the Paramount. This revered place is where werewolves come of age, receiving their print for normal wolves, and the beginning of their first turn – normally at the age of sixteen.

Maya and Vishous were madly in love with each other. Mostly because of the satisfaction they received from their various s*x adventures. Both of them were werewolves. Maya was a beautiful nineteen year old girl, turning twenty in a week. She was going to find her mate then. Everyone in werewolf world was supposed to find their mate once they were twenty years old. Maya was a little shy but adventurous when it came to sex. She was is personal s*x doll. A toy that he could lick and f**k however and whenever he wanted and she would still beg him for more.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

Around her, the Silver Claw Pack was positioned—Jasper and Mara on the eastern flank, their wolf forms a blur of gray and brown, while Lila stood on the western cliff, her golden braid glinting, her dagger in hand, her hazel eyes sharp as she tracked the enemy’s approach. Kevin Talon stood beside Sam, his jet-black hair tousled, his stormy gray eyes locked on the tree line, his presence a heat that grounded her. He wore a black long-sleeve shirt, the sleeves rolled up to reveal the scabbed-over claw marks on his arm, and his jeans were torn at the knee, his boots heavy with mud. The scar across his chest was hidden, but Sam could feel it through their bond, a reminder of his strength, his su

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

He immediately finds the cameras on the third floor. He is now looking at Accalia who's walking carefully but something caught his attention. "Accalia! The werewolf is in the wall!" he said while panicking. After what her uncle said Accalia immediately look at her upper part. The werewolf smirk as he gets down to the wall. His form is a big human-wolf with a fur of a wolf that is colored black and gray. He shows his teeth as if he was ready to bite Accalia and his saliva is dripping as if he that a delicious meal is right in his front.

My wolf wasn’t helping, showing me images of her naked body in my bed. “Werewolves?” “Yes, Macy. Werewolves. We are a pack here at Waterfall,” Derick said. “So, everyone here in Waterfall is a wolf?” she asked, her voice filled with disbelief. Derick nodded at her, confirming her words. Macy looked up and stared at everyone with fear. She moved back on the bed, pressing closer to the headboard, using the quilt to cover her body. “Please, don’t hurt me,” she whispered.

Cruella whispered, her voice filled with fear and her expression laced with same. Liam’s eyes narrowed as he pulled her closer, wrapping an arm around her waist to shield her. He wasn’t just the Alpha—he was something far more dangerous. And whatever was coming, it wasn’t something she was prepared for. The shadow grew larger, and in the blink of an eye, a figure stepped into the clearing. It was a man, no, a beast, his eyes glowing with a malevolent red light, his body massive and rippling with muscle. Cruella’s breath caught in her throat. This was no ordinary wolf. This was a creature of pure destruction.

The beast growled through their shared link. Micah bowed with his eyes glued to Rodin. “Nice to meet you, Rodin,” Micah smiled. “Let’s get used to moving around. Last one to the Royal Lake is a…” “Go!” It was all Rodin needed as he turned tail and darted towards the woods with Mason in his mind, giving him directions. They heard Micah’s laughter through their link, and a few moments later, a white werewolf padded next to them. FLASHBACK ENDS