Novel & Cerita Werewolf University

he revealed which surprised the human. “You mean… those from myths? How do you even know they’re real?” ‘Because I am a werewolf.’ Tyr answered in his head but immediately brush it off, afraid that Zane might hear his unspoken words again. Instead, he tore a piece of his cloth to casually wrap it around his classmate’s arm to stop the bleeding. Zane just let the other guy aid his arm as he is starting to feel the sting from the scratch. “Zeev and I moved in Tilbury to hunt rogues as they are very dangerous to humans. That’s why we are always out here during full moons because they are uncontrollable during those times,” he honestly told.

Maybe I really was making a huge mistake pushing him away. Interrupting my thoughts, Lucy replied, “Oh, it’s definitely true! Blake tortures people too, and so did his dad—well, your dad too, I guess. I’ve heard stories. I won’t repeat them because they’re gruesome.” “Tell me, please,” I said, eager to know, begging Lucy with my eyes. “Okay, I won’t go into detail, but I’ve heard they chop people’s arms and legs off and pull out their eyes. Stuff like that. And werewolves don’t die. They just heal so they can keep going for hours.”

Ever since she'd seen the news about the release of Wolf in her New Reviews magazine, she'd had a feeling in her gut this was where she needed to look. Jamie had credited a lot of her information to a book titled Legends of the Werewolf. Lia had read and reread the notes her great-grandmother had handed to her in those last sad moments. Notes that told about generations past that came here from Romania and grew the pack. This had to be the book. Legends of the Werewolf. Surely there couldn't be two books with the exact same title.

For Nicholas, the barcode was a blessing in disguise when because of it, all the werewolves were prohibited to do bad things, not just for their kind but for the humans as well. For that same reason, furious and hungry wolves, who love to stain their sharp claws and fangs with drops of blood, especially those ruthless alphas and Lunas have been dormant for years similar to a puppet. And he hasn’t heard any news about those merciless killings, colonization of other packs, and those unreasonable tortures all over the city.

That day he became a werewolf. Little did he know that his new-found power would not shield him from the troubles to come, rather they would put him at the center of everything. The Idols knew that a war was coming unlike any war that had ever been fought. Hence, they created an army unlike any army that had ever been created: Strength- the iron werewolf… Chapter 4. 40 YEARS AGO. Samson came into the Loveland kingdom from the northern nomadic tribes. He came as a simple scholar in search of knowledge.

Colton scoffed. * “What happened, Destiny?” Liara asked her wolf, who started pacing in her mind the moment she landed at the airport near her college in Ever Green Pack. It was the only pack that had the facilities for higher studies for werewolves in the whole world. Since most of the werewolves opt to become a warrior so, they drop out just after school rather than pursue their career in something else. ‘I don’t know.’ “You sure? Because you’re giving me a vibe of a surprise test of that chapter that I haven’t studied.” Liara muttered in tension and really hoped that this wouldn’t be true. However, she was kind of always prepared for all the surprise tests in advance.

I hoped that my eyes were playing a serious prank on me I turned backwards and there was no longer a dog, but a man, I tripped and fell to the ground, while he stood just at my foot, and stared deeply into my eyes I stared back at him, with a shaky body Fear was painted all over my face, when I realized that, he had same grey eyes as the dog, Oh no! He is the wolf! No, it can't be…werewolves aren't real' I said to myself 'They're Fictional, they aren't real'

They hugged him. "I thought I was kidnapped," Willow laughed. "She was freaking out. This place is awesome. It doesn't feel like I left Virginia at all" "Welcome to Woodville. Where werewolves roam freely" He spread out his hands. "And no, not everyone here is a werewolf. Some are just like Iris but they must be verified else they're dinner" He smiled. "Humans you mean" Iris made a face. "So why are we here instead of a cozy house with delicious food and scented baths?" Willow dreamingly said.

he said flatly. Liora blinked. “W-What?” “I said get the fuck out of my sight before I decide to make your punishment public.” Her fake smile vanished. She backed away, trying to play the victim, whispering, “I...I didn’t mean...” “Now,” he growled, and the whole hall felt the chill of his voice. She left, shaking but fuming inside. Scarlet ruined this for me. That bitch is going to pay. An hour later, the werewolves gathered on the training field for “Wolf Anger Management” ... one of those useless university-required classes that tried to tame beasts that were never meant to be tamed.

CHAPTER ONE - THE BEGINNING The Werewolf Academy Dean, Alpha Lucius Blackmoor, was the werewolf king, and to keep the peace between the lower packs, the professors were either an Alpha or a Beta in their respective areas of expertise. It was an honour to be accepted into the Neutral Zone’s Werewolf Academy. Isadora Dawson was the first Omega to go against all the odds and the old traditions, and managed to score at the top of her high school year class and was rewarded with an acceptance into the Werewolf Academy.