Werewolves Gay Novels & Stories

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

Taking both his jeans and underwear off she says, “Ooh, you are already turned on.” Damion bends forward, squeezes her breasts, and says, “How can I not be?” She giggles and takes his erection in her hands, rubbing it. Before taking him in her mouth she says, “Protection?” Damion didn’t need a condom for oral sex. Werewolves can get you pregnant but can’t pass on STIs because their body automatically heals everything and kills anything that could be harmful. But he can’t tell her this, so he looks into her eyes and says, “You don’t need protection for oral sex with me.”

"Mama always said the gardens help with big decisions." I turned to find Elena approaching, her expression soft with the understanding of someone who'd faced similar choices. "Did you go through this ceremony?" I asked, my voice hollow with the weight of impossible decisions. "No. I was born in a pack and I’m a werewolf Lora." She sat on the stone bench beside me with the graceful movements of someone completely at home in her own skin. "But I watched my human cousin go through it and she survived." "And the ones who didn't survive?"

What should Lisa do? That uncharacteristic relationship in the werewolf community still exists. Although it is not banned, it is not supported. That usually only happens to old werewolves or warriors who have lost their mate; it's less of an issue with younger werewolves. Male wolves in the pack often have an ambiguous relationship with Omegas; they will love and have sex with girls for sexual gratification before they find a mate. But after they find their other half, the Omegas will be abandoned, and their fate is not so good.

There was an incident that happened years ago, that's what made them turn into the worst alphas in all history of Werewolves. Despite being cold and dangerous, there were a few she-wolves that tried to seduce them, sadly they ended up dead or injured. Many began thinking they were gay and I too began to think they were right because five years had gone by and they still had no Luna, breeder, or mate. They cared less about what our pack members gossiped about, and in those five years, no one had ever seen them with a woman either in bed or their office. The twins were the most handsome men in our pack, very quiet, hard-working, intelligent but also very ruthless, dangerous, and unapologetic.

Lola just smiled politely and answered, “Just because I think a tradition that enables rape and violence should be canceled doesn’t mean there wouldn’t be opportunities to find your mate. I would say we have a festival for it with different activities so all the young wolves can get to know each other. Of course, there should still be ways to find your mate. All I am saying is that the process should be equal instead of females being hunted.” She raised her voice, “BUT THOSE ARE ALL DETAILS THAT WE CAN WORK OUT TOGETHER AS A PACK. WE ARE WEREWOLVES FOR FUCKS SAKE. WE CAN HAVE THE WORLD AT OUR FEET IF WE ARE UNITED AND STRONG. SO, WHAT DO YOU ALL SAY, DO WE WANT TO HIDE IN THE SHADOWS OR DO W

At least he wasn’t expecting me to buy into this so quickly. “Now, to answer your questions. I’m unsure if trans, non-binary, or gender fluid members are in the werewolf community. I know there aren’t any within my pack. As for the sexuality of werewolves, many fall under the LGBQ umbrella.” Hale began calmly answering Sage and River’s questions. “So, the werewolf community is accepting of all that?” River questioned as Sage blinked in awe at the idea of not only a supernatural community but a community accepting of others.

I shouldn't have, for a human and a werewolf can never be together. "She's a great fighter of the pack," retorted Cali. I was disappointed with the answer. It was not what I was looking for. I needed to know if they were mates are not. "What do you want to do for 1 hour?" Cali asked. "What will your brother be doing for one hour?" I had to ask. My eyes kept looking in the direction of his house. "Sex, crazy werewolf sex," said Cali. My eyes widened as I looked at her.

It felt like the most right thing I had ever done. 'It doesn't matter. He cannot be the one.' I responded. "And why is that?" He asked me. Was he crazy? The answer was written everywhere boldly. This kind of relationship was unheard of. It was a werewolf to the opposite sex and not the other way around. There has never been such a thing as a gay werewolf.

I shake my head. "My dad won't understand, Archie. He won't care how we tell him or where or why or whatever, all he'll see is that I'm still gay while still dating a man that he will now think of as a predator. He'll start to question me about everything and just make everything worse and-" Archie cuts me off by pulling me into a hug as he starts to see me work myself into a panic attack. I grip his shirt in my hands as I try to calm myself down from everything just crashing down around me. Not only will there be a whole pack of angry wolves looking for me and my boyfriend, but now my dad will start to see me as an even worse person because of the man I chose to be with.