Werewolf University Novels & Stories

I felt so small that day, so ashamed, I couldn’t even look at my mother when I ran away. I came to this pack college for one reason: to find my wolf. To learn how to connect to her. To finally shift and prove them all wrong. This school is made for young werewolves like me — to help us learn control, understand our wolves, and train to be warriors. There are four departments here: The Healers’ class, for those who treat sick and injured wolves. The Defense class, for warriors and for learning to control your wolf during battle. The Leadership class, for Alphas, Lunas, Betas, or anyone who dreams of sitting with the elders and leading a pack.

I mumble. As I’m about to drift into sleep, Nyx’s voice pulls me back to reality. “You can go to the pack university. You can enroll tomorrow if you want.” Pack university? I sit up instantly, wide awake. “Do you have a university in the pack?” Nyx is entertained by my reaction. “Yes, we do. Werewolves need to take lessons, too. We aren’t born knowing how to harness our strength. Well, I was born knowing it, but not every werewolf is.”

--- Chloe was talking non-stop as she drove Katie Clyde to campus, Katie Clyde was silent, and wasn't responding as she ought to. Chloe nudged her roughly and yelled "Katie!" Katie Clyde winced in pain and pursed her lips "what?" Chloe sneered "serves you right, why ain't you responding to me? didn't you hear what I was saying" Katie Clyde sighed heavily "Chloe, what if werewolves and vampires are real? what if they live among us? what if they are one of those people we see each day?" Chloe looked at Katie Clyde strangely "Katie, have you been watching too many movies, recently?" she reposted.

As soon as he ended the call. “You call all those things you have done, something? I don’t want to get angry here, Ben. But there are so many things we still need to touch. I am guessing you have arranged with the schools we are to resume to, right? Add one more person to it. I will send you her details. The vice chancellor of the university is a werewolf, so there should not be any problem. As long as you don’t mess it up like you always do.” Adam said and I chuckled.

He felt much warmer after putting it on. And, because drowsiness refused to visit him, he took out his cellphone and went online. He also went to their school forum, where he found a link. He recognized the person who sent the link because she was the same woman who was known on their campus as a nerd or weirdo. Melissa's life has remained the same from high school to college. She continues to share links about fantastic creatures such as vampires, witches, and paranormal activities, and today's link is about werewolves.

“But you would be safe here. This university is predominantly werewolves, but there are a handful of humans.” “What the heck are you talking about?” She opened her eyes and looked at me again. “There is a bit of a folktale behind this university. Well, it’s a story about Kempthorne itself.” “There is?” “Yeah.” She looked at me expectantly. I pounded my backpack into a makeshift pillow and laid down, looking up at her. She was still in her relaxed sitting position, her arms locked behind her, and her legs stretched out into the sunshine. “You want to hear it?”

he said. Russo delved into the explanation of the multicoated pack and the special attributes that we gained. The whole time Justin sat there, shaking his head in disbelief. “I thought you might have a hard time with that information,” Russo said. He took some papers out of his pocket and handed them to Justin. “There, you can see the website. You can go check out all the information for yourself if you want. It’s based on a study done at a notable werewolf university and then posted on the human internet by a witch who is compiling a history of supernatural beings. You’ll find all the information is sound, as long as you do the research.”

"Are you going to imprison me? Because I see no reason why I can't take the next flight through the human world if I want to." She held my gaze and then threw back her head, laughing really loudly. "We'll see about that." "You know what? I don't have time for this." I pushed past her and walked away. The next day, I took Mariselle to the Werewolf University, which was hidden in dense woods. It was a very big school, and several other packs sent their kids here. The building was constructed from gray stone, blending with the trees. It was fascinating, and I loved everything I saw. As I walked Mariselle through the main entrance, there were several portraits of

The professor was a new lecturer and was too focused on his work to mingle with the other lecturers so no one bothered to mention to him that the family that owned the University (Vanderwilson) had two children attending the this year and one of them took his classes. Mei, ever the instigator, slowly stood up. Her chair scraped against the floor with an ominous screech. She leveled the professor with a look so cold it could have flash-frozen the sun. “What did you just say to us, you fucking dog?” she growled, her voice dripping with venom. (dog is used to describe a poor werewolf from a foreign country ) Every werewolf in the room flinched, their instincts screaming at them to avoid the ine

When the council contacted the werewolves' king informing him that the treaty had been signed by Vlad, Aethelwulf did not know whether to sigh with relief or begin his torment. His mate was right. As soon as he told Julius about the possibility of the pups returning to college, Julius's mood changed. The reason why Julius was fascinated with the college was something that transcended him, but he had to begin preparations to reactivate the protocols that kept vampires and werewolves separate in schools, contact the pack alphas in that state, and hope that everything went well.