Werewolf Order Novels & Stories

Aurora froze on her spot. She wanted to tell Damien that this was not true. Westin was simply here to lend a hand and help with their crisis. But then she recalled what Westin said to her before in her bedroom: …There is always a war, between the werewolves and the rogues…But this one is different. …If someone doesn’t put a stop to this turmoil, the order of this world will be lost, permanently… Westin didn’t care about the previous wars. He simply cared about this one.

Alex opened his eyes, even though it was only lit by the light from the moon coming in through my bedroom window I could still see the color of his eyes. "What are they doing?" "Ah ... Werewolves are creatures that need a pack, just like a pack. And sometimes not having a pack can make the werewolf a little frustrated to the point of going crazy, rogues often attack pack members, even injure them. They are dangerous, Cara. Sometimes they even form herd of fellow rogues to attack the pack." Alex yawned as he finished explaining it to me, his face looking very tired. "Oh ... " I replied while yawning, "I have to go to school tomorrow, I guess I should continue my sleep."

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.

“Are you… Smith?” Although there was a bit of speculation, Adam was still not too sure, a little hesitant to ask. When Smith saw Adam's appearance, he couldn't help but smile. “Yes, I am Smith. Furthermore, in my tribe, I'm not the only one who's a werewolf. All the wolves you met yesterday, including the king, we are all one. But they are different from me and you, they don't need the moonlight to transform into wolves. Of course, on the night of the full moon, our power becomes stronger. So, you don't have to panic."

the man said. Caroline couldn't control her anger. She forgot whatever her bodyguard told her not to change herself into wolf, no matter whatever happened. otherwise the power of the thread that she had in her hand would not work. slowly her body changed into a dark brown wolf, started howling at the moon and growling at them. Looking at her, they smiled at each other. " Dad, what to do now with her?" Levi asked his dad. "She has to die, so she will die." he said, " I want to be the alpha leader of that big pack and your mom will be the alpha female. You will be the owner of that big company."

There is so much I didn’t realize my dad protected me from, and in the wake of his death, my brother and his best friend who was my boyfriend shattered the colored lens my father put over my eyes. Losing dad was hard enough. I loved my father, and I was living life thinking I was accepted by the pack and kingdom. There are two islands, two kingdoms. Beldoore is the human island ruled by a royal family. The Celeste is the island of were the werewolves reside under a council. The council is made up of the strongest wolf of each class. Werewolves class systems is based off the wolf. Puberty is when we get our wolves and after our first shift we are compete in a series of tests from physical, me

Dozens of glowing eyes emerged from the trees. Cassien was already transforming, his body lengthening. “Werewolves.” Erevos stepped forward. “How many?” Logan’s expression was calm. “Enough.” The wolves emerged from the darkness, their eyes locked on us. They weren’t wearing the insignias of our packs. Their eyes were silver. All of them. Cassien’s expression was grim. “Who are they?” Logan whispered, “The Order.” The wolves surged forward. Cassien was the first to attack, knocking the nearest warrior to the ground. Erevos vanished in a blur of red.

She shouted, the veins in her forehead showing as her eyes changed to obsidian black, almost as black as Vesper's. “They’re not the same!” Vesper shot back, her voice trembling with frustration. “The Black Order is a different kind of evil. They won’t stop until they control everything and the Citadel is the only thing stopping that from happening. Once the Citadel falls, they will start hunting us again.” She reasoned. “And what about the werewolves, huh?” Eli’s voice boomed, his usual calm demeanor cracking. “You expect us to fight alongside them? Like we're friends?"

I don’t fucking play, and when I want answers, I’ll fucking get them. Two hours later, I have gotten the answer I wanted and more than I was anticipating. It’s not entirely clear, but his mumbling about the reform of the world didn’t go unnoticed, and I pushed it until he spilt more. We were right. There’s a group of werewolves and humans – Arkan, working to create a new world order. It’s werewolves who are behind it. We have the answers, just not the proof, not the names, and the worst part is, we're running out of time.

To: Colby McGrath, Rain Kim, Matthew Clark, Jesse Johnson, and Lia Brown From: The Werewolf Council Subject: Urgent – Final Notice Regarding Pack Affiliation Dear Colby McGrath, Rain Kim, Matthew Clark, Jesse Johnson, and Lia Brown, We hope this letter finds you in good health and with clarity of purpose. As you are aware, the formation and affiliation of packs are essential components of maintaining balance and harmony within the werewolf community. Our records indicate that your group, bonded during the recent mating cycle, has yet to finalize your pack affiliation. Under the governing regulations of the Werewolf Council, newly mated groups are required to declare their pack affiliation wi