Werewolf The Forsaken Novels & Stories

Fear. But today is different. Today, I’m dressed in silk instead of a white hospital gown. Today, my name is on a guest list I never thought I’d see again. The Luna Festival. My final obligation before I disappear for good. They say the goddess watches us on this night. I hope she sees me. I hope she knows… I tried. The Luna Festival is an annual celebration. A different pack hosts it each year, and tradition says no wolf can miss it more than seven times.

Luke asks, resting his head on his hands, staring at Freya curiously. Freya lifts her head and looks at him. "After the betrayel, Samual went on to create his own pack of werewolves. He had mutiple women, multiple kids with all of them. Those kids went on to have more. Since he was not reproducing with his true mate, each decendent lost more stregnth and power, becoming the werewolves you are today. Samual used his power for evil, driving the human towns against him. The humans finally attacked, pushing the pack into hiding. Samual dissapeared, leaving his two kids in charge. Everybody was taught what Samual wanted them to believe."

Finally when her muscles were unable to even twitch, the creature roared aloud as it spurted jets of cum inside all of her holes. The hot jets of its cum hit straight her womb, filling her completely, making her fall down on the ground like a helpless, limbless creature. When the creature was done cumming, it dropped Maya's unmoving, tired body to the ground and disappeared. When the next day Maya woke up in Vishous's arms, he informed her that finally, they were mated and the rules of mate bond had been changed by the werewolf God. Their God would be coming every full moon from now on to take her.

“I feed you now, A lupomancer. She's stronger than the sorceresses who sealed you. She’s yours. In exchange—” In exchange? My heart reached louder again. Was there more he wanted? He dared to want more? “Exchange?“ A sound that seemingly came out of Vorare echoed in a pitch too wrong for a living throat. Hearing it a second time did nothing to ease my ears. They tingled like a bruise and pulsed in protest. Higan audibly swallowed and pressed on. “In exchange, you kill another problem for me. There’s a primordial in my territory. A werewolf too old, too strong for me to end. Kill him for me, and he's also yours to feed on after.”

“Well, at least you didn’t declare war right then for threatening our future Luna.” “I almost did.” Easton deadpanned. I felt my heart swell at his statement. This man really would go to the ends of the earth for me if I asked him to. “Well, so I actually need some help now. My wolf said our powers aren’t bound anymore since I was banished, and she’s also grown bigger since then, and I think it might have something to do with who my biological mother is. I have absolutely no idea who that could be. I always thought Katherine was my biological mother. I know I don’t look like her, but they always said I look like Daddy’s mother so I didn’t think anything of it.”

This doesn’t make any sense. “Is there a problem, your highness?” Doc, my gamma mind-linked. I cannot stop myself from staring at this she-wolf as she visibly trembled in fear before me, her eyes wide as she stared up at me in horror. She whimpered, and my heart broke for her. “Take her.” I order my gamma. “What? But this rogue tried to kill us!” I glowered over the trembling rogue in front of me. “No. She was forced.” My wolf told me so, as he apparently could speak to the rogue’s wolf.

I demanded. “That is a skinwalker!” he replied without explaining. He didn't need to. Every wolf knows what that means, it was a legend passed on for generations. If there is a skinwalker, right in its shadow, the blood suckers will thrive. If this is true, then we have a problem, a very big problem. Instead of heading to the entrance, Throgan headed further back, when he was about to reach the dead end he turned right and then put me down beside him. “Don't move!” he said.

“The Alpha of the Forsaken Pack was going to kill me.” I froze. “The Forsaken Pack?” I repeated slowly. “That pack does not exist.” He shook his head violently. “I swear it does. It’s new. They live in the no-man’s territory. Vampires and werewolves together.” The words sounded impossible, but something in his voice made my instincts hesitate. He was terrified, and fear like that could not be faked easily. I pulled back and sent a command through the mind link. “Roman, send two men to the no-man’s territory. I want confirmation. Now.”

a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again. Her father Joseph Knightley had thought her that Werewolves were one of the most evil creatures to exist, their goal was to eat and kill humanity and this was true. Every single wolf Clara had fought tried to kill her as soon as they looked at her. Only Alpha werewolves had their sanity intact while new breeds(betas) only had two things on their minds 1.Kill 2.Eat. However standing in front of her, A friend, a beta werewolf who seems to recognize her and refuses to attack, instead he runs away.

I tried to ignore it, because it is obviously not possible, I am far away from werewolfs and I don't remember hearing about any hidden packs around here, werewolf packs don't like to hide, they make themselves known, But the force of Bolt urging me on was unbearable, so I quickened my steps, it looked like I needed to be quick, as I entered in to the almost silent room, the darkness of it first engulfed me, but it felt good that Bolt has not deserted me completely, I became quickly accustomed to the darkness, I heard a voice pleading and then silent before I finally saw the girl laying on the floor and a man who could be no more than fourty five years old was over her and trying to get somet