Werewolf Pup Novels & Stories

He suddenly got excited, and thought that would be the cutest thing ever. "Oh, sorry. Their lingo is starting to rub off on me. They refer to werewolf children as pups." "Do they actually turn into puppies?" Jacob twisted his fingers and rocked back and forth on his feet, hoping they did. 'How freaking adorable would that be!' Jacob thought. "No. They don't shift for the first time until they're 16. Although it has happened before. But it's extremely rare. There have only been three or four cases documented." The Alpha said as he sat down at the counter and opened his laptop.

Zoe asked Ryder. "Our wolves don't come until we're five. Pups are still more resilient than human children but are more fragile than they'll be once they have their wolf." He answered, watching her expression when he said pups. This was something they hadn't talked about yet. "You call werewolf children pups?" Zoe asked, looking at Jessi. "Yes. Why don't we finish eating, and then we can talk about all this?" Ryder asked, not wanting Zoe to freak out in front of everyone when they talked about going into heat.

Sophie said and Ryle nodded in agreement as they waited for their mother to continue with the story. Natalie gave them a sad smile before she went on. "Once upon a time, there a Mother and Father who had three beautiful pups who were very strong. The mother and father loved their pupd very much, and they grew up beautifully. They were all warriors in own their special ways. One became the Alpha, the other became the Beta and the youngest one out of them all became the best warrior no one had ever seen! They were all so unique in their very own ways, and they led their pack with honesty, loyalty and passion that the pack became the strongest pack out of all the packs in the Werewolf kingdom.

Lupu gestured for me to step inside the room, and as I hesitated, my eyes caught a disturbing sight: a creature resembling a wolf, but chained to the wall. Its eyes glinted with a wild, feral intelligence, and its fur was matted and scarred. I shouted without thinking, "What kind of wolf is that?" but the words barely escaped my mouth. Mr. Lupu looked at me calmly and replied, "That is no wolf, John. That is a werewolf," his voice steady but tinged with an ominous undertone.

I stared at him intently, waiting for him to speak. “Come and sit on the bed and I’ll explain”. He stood up holding out his hands for me. I put my hands in his and he gently pulled me up. We went out of the bathroom and sat down on the bed facing each other. I looked at him again waiting for him to explain. “What do you want to know?” he asked crossing his legs. “Pups?” I said looking at his face. “Pups are wolf kids, little kids before they have had their first change. Once they change, they are young wolves or just Weres, until they are named otherwise”

I saw a werewolf trying to wash its wound using the water from the pond, I immediately grabbed my spear but my eyes widened at what I saw. The werewolf is slowly transforming in a human form, in the form of a kid. I stay stilled, carefully watching how this little werewolf girl treats her wound. Making me realize that not all of those huge werewolves are adults, some of them are kids. I shake my head, making the thought go away. No matter how young or old werewolves are, they’re still ferocious. I was about to throw the small dart with poison when I heard someone running.

Walking into the water, I grabbed it up gently, trying to see its paw, " Aww! It's okay. I got you. Maybe I can give you a little help." Surprisingly, he let me check on his paw calmly. I saw a small bruise on it. When I touched it gently, it yelped in pain. I forgot about the sunset and began to walk out. A group of running footsteps stopped me abruptly in the water. Twelve large werewolves appeared in front of me, their eyes laying on the pup in my hand. The one in front shifted quicker than my blink, muttering with a smirk,

I could smell that it was a wild wolf and not a werewolf or a rogue wolf. I reached out and he walked to me and let me pet him. I said, "You are so sweet. Do you sense Saige? Is that why you're so friendly?" He looked back toward the tree line, and I said, "What's wrong?" He walked toward the tree line, and I followed him. He stopped just inside the woods and looked to his left. I looked in that direction and there was another wolf laying on the ground. I walked up to her, and she just whimpered at me. She was pregnant and I said, "What's up little mama?" I examined her closer and realized the first pup was breach. I said, "I have to do this sweetie, don't bite me mom or dad." I reached in w

The alpha decided to break the chains off their necks by sheer strength as they were famished and the strong rotting smell circulates within the area that causes the omega to be nauseous and vomit. He was constantly looking for chilis and red apples, and suddenly got dizzy. They knew and patiently waited for three months for their miracle. When the time arrived, the child was born but was greatly ill with their previous symptoms. The couple did their best to save their child but on the full moon, he stopped and was convulsing so hard that the omega didn't know what to do until it ended. Their child turned into a wolf pup and was stunned by what they saw. Years passed and the pup turned into

He or she is the living proof that in this world miracles happen. “The pup is six weeks old, just I assume and it was conceived during our Luna’s heat cycle. In a human's world the pup would be almost three months old, but because a werewolf’s pup develops faster in the first trimester of pregnancy a werewolf pup is bigger and stronger.” “What’s with that flicker?” I ask him, because there is something like a pulsation that keeps appearing on the screen, but as I asked that Zoey whispers.