Werewolf True Blood Novels & Stories

“Of course, sir. I’ll be right back.” Jackson watched him walk off then turned back to the cage. Wolf C36M657 was tensed against the far side of the cage. He stood, head angled down, arms so tight behind his back that his shoulders couldn’t relax if he wanted to. The blindfold was snug over his eyes. His lips were tugged down into a small frown. His hair was pitch black and a matted mess of curls. Jackson felt disgusted just looking at him, but he did what he had to do. He had a werewolf. Great.

He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tongass forest. We will give you money and food for the journey. Lastly, you will get a si

A cold wind swept through the clearing, and I felt the chill penetrate to my bones despite my wolf's natural warmth. To my horror, several older unmated wolves actually stepped forward at Axel's invitation, drawn by my family's status despite the humiliating circumstances. Axel guided an older wolf forward—a male at least twenty years I senior with graying fur at his temples and yellowed fangs. He leered at me with undisguised hunger. "The Silverblood daughter looks quite fertile and strong-hipped." Derek and Kai physically pushed me toward him. I recoiled in disgust, my wolf bristling beneath my skin, begging to break free and attack.

All the wolves, including Alpha Altan, stared at him for a moment. "These rogue wolves had marks of vampire fangs on their necks, and after death, the color of their blood had turned white." "So there will be a vampire. It could be Dark Shadow Coven's Moroi Ace Denzell or Grave Risen Coven's Strigoi Ace Christ who attacked the rogue wolves last night and declared war," Beta Osiris said. At Beta Osiris's revelation, the window rang loudly, as if someone from outside was eavesdropping.

This was insane. "Am serious, this Is the real truth, you are a powerful werewolf and that is why you were able to survive a vampire's blood and never changed completely to a vampire."

Once my items were ready, I made my way over to Ricky’s table and had a seat. “How is it going Ricky?” I questioned passing him the croissant. “Man, you will never believe what I heard.” Ricky said leaning closer. “Apparently a pure blood, some guy named Wesley was killed in the catacombs.” He stated before pulling out the croissant to take a bite. “I heard” I could see Ricky’s face fall, but I wanted him to be motivated to tell me more. “Ok then, did you also hear that the purebloods are about to go after, some kind of hybrid werewolf that is a mix of vampire and werewolf in the states?”

I walked toward the far wall, leaning against the cold stone, forcing him to shift his focus from the physical damage to the monumental truth I was about to deliver. “Listen to me, and listen carefully, because this is the only truth that matters now,” I commanded, locking my gaze on him. “The corporate world is a mask, Logan. It’s a mechanism for control. Beneath the deals and the stock options, there is an ancient, hidden society. The reality is that werewolves exist. We are the Pack. We shift, we possess accelerated strength, impossible speed, and a healing factor that can regenerate bones in days. I am the Alpha of the Blackwell Pack, and I control this territory through power, not proxi

"Stop acting like we're best friends." Liana looked at the gun held limply by his hand. It was facing down and the safety was on. She charged at him and they both fell, his head hitting the floor with a thud. She winced and tried to get up but he grabbed her hand. She tried to bite his while pulled her down with so much strength that she fell on top of him. She heard a deep animalistic growl and saw his body twisting and fur growing on it. She gasped before he hit her head with a pistol and she felt dizzy. Her world suddenly turned black.

Zayden stepped in front of Kaelira, his hackles rising, a wall of midnight muscle shielding her from the crimson gaze. “Mine,” the thought vibrated through the air, projected from Zayden with the force of a physical blow. The red-eyed wolf threw back his head and let out a laugh—a sound that was half-human, half-beast, and entirely chilling. “Not for long, Alpha. The Blood Moon is thirsty.” The red wolf lunged. Kaelira screamed—or tried to. The sound that came out was a high-pitched, desperate yelp. She sat bolt upright in bed, her chest heaving, her nightshirt drenched in cold sweat. The morning light was gray and dismal, filtering through the curtains of her dorm room.

The wolf… I saw it again - this time there was something different in its eyes. An anger that was never there before, that confused me. I leaned closer and touched its furry head with a smile. It was warm. So warm that I had this crazy urge to just wrap my arms around it and close my eyes. When I removed my hand though, my heart skipped a beat as I saw it covered in so much blood. Before I could react, the world threw its head back and howled, and I could feel its pain and anger In that single howl.