Werewolf Ripping Clothes Novels & Stories

He pulls so hard that part of my dress rips and that is my undoing. With all the stuff with Magenta, to Jaxon cheating, and then all of them fighting, to now my dress getting ripped. I lose it. I ball my hands into fists and slam my foot into the ground to brace myself before I turn around and face the two wolves who are tearing each other apart. Blood and fur are everywhere and the sounds of teeth on teeth and bones crunching bring dread to my heart.

"Denzel was being shamelessly desperate. He knew he was losing you, so he got my mother involved in his stupid little games. He’s a coward, Catherine. Don’t let his lies keep you locked in your human skin." He heaved a long sigh and stepped closer, putting his hands on my shoulders. "The reason your clothes shredded the first time is because you fought the shift. You let the wolf burst out of you like an explosion. But if you do it right, your clothes don't have to be a casualty." I looked at my silk robe. "You're telling me there's a way to keep my outfit?"

Hopefully, he hasn't harmed anyone yet. There was no blood, which made me more cautious. Werewolves like him usually go on killing sprees. “Elodie, wait up.” I heard Lucas calling out to me, but I didn't stop. I kept on walking; they were going to catch up with me soon. I stumbled upon a heap of clothes; they were several sizes. They looked like they were going to be my size. Then I saw a ripped cloth next to the heap. There was a sign that he was near, judging from the clothes. He must have wanted to put on some clothes.

She's supported herself with her elbows propped behind and leands up. I look down at my body and that's when I realize I was naked in front of her. 'Where the hell are my clothes?' I glance around but there was nothing on me and my clothes were no where to be seen. 'How did this happen? Rhys where are my clothes? you toook control. Did you throw them somewhere?'. I asked my wolf because I was not understanding anything at all. 'When I take control, you have to know that all the clothes on your body are going to tear off and you will have nothing left on you.'

He stood cautiously by the bedside, waiting for her, who could attack him at any moment. Ciara rubbed her wrists. There were circular bruises there, and also on both of her ankles. The chain specially made for werewolves caused bruises that couldn’t heal quickly. “Stand up,” he ordered. “I—I have to put on clothes first,” she replied with embarrassment. She lowered her head, hiding her face behind her disheveled blonde hair. “We’re werewolves. Nudity is a common thing.”

Scarlet finally reaches the room, eyes widen as he sees Jane naked and weeping all the floor. She run to pull her friend from the floor and get a clothe to cover her up, pulling her out of the room because the fight between us gets tougher. All I hear is her cry as I tear off Riva’s skin. He doesn’t even have a powerful wolf because none of his claw has been able to touch me since he transformed. I ripped off more flesh from his body, not allowing him breathe. I’m full of rage and the force to kill this fucking dick! “ How dare you?!” I roar loud, causing the walls of the room to vibrate.

His bones made a cracking sound and his fangs and claws elongated. "I hate werewolves." Sasha scowled. "I guess I have an answer. Attack!" She ordered her army. Elsa looked around with beads of sweat trailing down her face. How do they get away from these witches? Different thoughts ran through her mind. When she heard Chris's clothing rip, he stared moon-eyed at him. His shirt got torn as he grew increasingly bigger and broader. His elastic trouser expanded. His long fangs and claws grew more pointy, and he had thick furs trailing most parts of his body.

However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away. "How long can you keep that act up!" She raised her blade and swung at a nearby tree shattered it and sending the chunks flying towards Jason again. (Oh come on! I've had it!) the wolf vexed and stops in his tracks only to then lunge at the red haired girl. "Finally showing your true colors!" Clara said as she took her stance however. 'Chomp!' the wolf grabs a large tree branch mid air and swings it at Clara surprising her. (He's using weapons?! But a wolf can't!) She bit down hard as she's flung aside.

Matt clutched the gate with his hands and was trying to peep through the gate. The cause of the fight was another mystery. It could be Dylan, maybe he had come up with another plan not welcomed by Eric. One of them was thrown to the front of the gate right in front of Matt. He turned back into a human being. He was dying and crying painfully. A wolf in its whole form walking on its four limbs walked over him and pulled off his shirt and pants. Matt was initially doubting if the wolf was a werewolf or a real wolf. But the way it was pulling off his clothes, it was definitely a werewolf. It would wear the clothes when it changed back because it would be naked, without clothes.

I didn't bother changing my hands into my werewolf form and just used my hands directly but was punching and kicking it in its injury. By the time I managed to send it flying my hands were already full of blood, the same with my face and my tattered clothes. Right now I wouldn't call the clothes I was wearing clothes. Because almost all parts of my body could be seen. The white and brown wolf immediately lunged at the black wolf I sent it flying and continued to claw at it. Their furs were also in a mess as it was filled with the blood of the black wolf. The black wolf couldn't fight back as it was too weak to do so. The injuries on its body were not healing and it didn't have any strength e