Werewolf Tearing Off Shirt Novels & Stories

suddenly about four-day walkers merged from the shadows and into the light of the burning torches. Without hesitation I let out my wolf stretching my favourite comfy shirt, tearing it into pieces. I jumped over the first vampire and tore his skin from his chest before dropping down on the ground. Kelsie turned into wolf form and joined me, killing the one that stood closest to her, breaking its neck. We both growled at the remaining two and leapt on them with one move, tearing their bodies apart. "Nobody messes with us!" I growled as I was shifting back in human form, hiding my naked body from the kids.

That question enraged Tyler. He whacked the wolf aside again, spinning around as he shed his leather jacket and half-shifted to his wolf. His shirt split, his pants falling as his back legs elongated into powerful, long wolf legs. He emerged from his shredding clothes as a fully formed snow werewolf—creamy fur, smooth and spotless, ice-red eyes—and thoroughly pissed off.

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.

He growled at me loudly, a growl that made me close my eyes because I thought that this time it would be the end of me. The wolf bit me, but not my skin, but my shirt, it tore it completely, leaving me only in my bra. And he did the same with the skirt. I was without moving and almost without breathing. I needed to do something, I needed to get out of here. I needed to defend myself.

Kyle said as he applied more force on the already broken ankle and the man closed his eyes and spat more blood. He then looked at the soulless body of their group member and said "Please..we are sorry". Kyle stopped stepping on him and took off his mask. Not because he had mercy on them but because he wanted to relay a message to them. He took off the guy's mask. As expected of a vampire, the guy had good looks but he had a huge scar running from his left eyebrow to his right cheek. Normally when a vampire gets injured, it heals in a matter of seconds and the scar goes away but something was up with this guy. Maybe he was half vampire. " Go tell whoever sent you not to make a mistake like th

His eyes are wide with terror, his body trembling as I approach. I lower my head, inching closer, my snout still stained with blood. Alec recoils slightly, whispering in disbelief, “A werewolf.” I shift back, my human form returning as the pain of the transformation fades, leaving me entirely naked. Alec turns his back to me, his face flushing red at the sight. I grab the cloak that fell off my shoulders and wrap it around my body. My dressing gown remains in tatters against the forest floor. “It’s still me,” I say softly, still tasting the blood on my lips.

As soon as he saw the man, he let out a curse, kicking my chair away from the glass wall, " Fuck!!" I was pushed away in the opposite direction in my chair. All I could hear was the shattering of the glasses. The man under the tree shifted into a big black werewolf, breaking through the glass walls. Alessio shifted as well, taking over his honey color werewolf form. He was fighting against the black wolf amidst the glass.

He smiled in response and took my arm, placing it gently into the plastic bag and taping it closed around my elbow before tearing the tape off with his teeth. Taking the hem of my t-shirt in his hands, he pulled it upward, lifting it up over my head. The temptation to cover myself and disguise my nudity was strong, but I fought it. I had nothing to be embarrassed about. It was part of werewolf culture - when you shift, you're naked. This was completely normal, I reminded myself. Turning around, Ryder deposited my top into the laundry hamper, then he turned back around to face me once more. Unlike last time, he seemed unable to stop his eyes from raking over me now.

Alpha Moonseekers said, me smiling like a five year old. I fell at a lose of words, my mouth opening to close, finally deciding to just turn around. My eyes went to Vex who immediately turned to his wolf and in his mouth was the sweater Ray had lent him. I frowned, werewolves just shifted no matter what they were wearing, they never took their clothes off which was why when knowing they would shift, they wore shorts only.

‘’I would see if you have that same smile on your face when I am done with you. He grabbed the front of her dress, and roughly tore at the buttons, ripping them apart, but Shira only smiled. The Shark had gotten to the first man, and Shira saw werewolf claws for the second time that day. The Shark sunk his claws into the male’s neck and tore out his throat before he could even make a sound.