Novel & Cerita Werewolves Gay

Heath closed his eyes and imagined what it would be like to stroke his hand down Cameron’s chest, over the tightly packed stomach muscles, to Cameron’s c-ck, to close his fist around it, and for Cameron to arch back into him, groaning in pleasure… He pressed his face into Cameron’s shoulder and suppressed the ache within him ruthlessly. Werewolves were not gay, he told himself. Alphas did not want to f-k other alphas. They found female mates, and f-ked them instead, and when the mating urge rose after they turned eighteen, they f-ked human girls until they found the right she-wolf, because human girls were nothing, didn’t count, didn’t matter…

As I absorbed Freda's answer, a newfound sense of empowerment blossomed within me. Freda's voice softened, filled with compassion. "But it's not just the physical aspect that defines werewolves. They possess a deep bond with their pack, a sense of unity and loyalty that transcends mere friendship. The pack becomes their family, their support system, providing a sanctuary where they can truly be themselves, accepted and understood."

What a bizarre turn! He turned to me and forced a smile, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I don't believe in she-wolf and mates. But you know what I think about gays?" I shook my head, and he turned back to the road before saying, "It's very inappropriate. The moon goddess sees it as a sin, so I wouldn't tolerate you being gay. It's better you date a she-wolf than your fellow man." "Would you let me date a she-wolf then?" I probed cautiously. I already knew the answer, but just wanted to give it a try since it's been many years since we discussed this matter.

I didn't know what they meant, but if they gave me some peace, then I would use them. “Thank you,” I said to Iris sincerely. “You're welcome,” Iris said, and suddenly, her face lit up. “Give me a moment.” Iris ran over to a short blonde girl and gave her a kiss on the mouth. At that moment I knew she must be Sammy, his girlfriend. In the werewolf world homosexuality was frowned upon, so I was surprised that they were openly liberal about it. “Do you feel very comfortable here already?” asked a female voice that made me spin on my feet.

“I am not scared of death. Living with the pack, I have seen more people die than any of the doctors in the world. Why do you think my parents sent me this far to study? Living in the pack might bring unity, but it also lures enemies.” At least you have a pack. “Anyway, let’s leave this serious topic aside and go back to the talk most important at hand. Liam.” “I don’t understand you Zay, we are werewolves. We don’t love, we mate. It’s destined for us. So it’s completely useless for one to try and be in a relationship with someone and not end up being each other’s mate. It waste of all the feelings you invest in that person. You are writing your own story of a tragic and heartbreaking ending

“Should we test this out? I know you want it, even though you keep denying it. We can —” “I'm not gay,” he protested. “Neither am I.” I placed a hand under his jaw and lifted his face. “We aren't gay, just attracted to each other.” “Then, what are we?” “Werewolves.” I bent down and placed a kiss on his lips. “We are still who we are, Aithan. We are only giving in to our instincts. It's nothing bad.” “But —” “Don't think of anything else.” I caressed his cheeks with my thumbs. “Why don't we test this out tonight? See if we will like it.”

“Gosh no, I didn’t want to cheat on my mate.” I nearly choked on my grape. “And how’s that working out for you?” I spluttered out when I’d finally swallowed the blasted thing. Casper threw his hands over his face when he realised what he’d said. “Sorry, but you know what I mean. Come on, you haven’t had sex for the same reason, right?” “Hell no!” I said, rather enjoying seeing him squirm. “I haven’t had sex because I’m gay, and incase you haven’t noticed, there aren’t exactly many gay werewolves around.”

I nodded; I could understand the situation from the werewolves’ perspective. For them, the situation was black and white when it came to the survival of the species, perhaps because they were one of the species most affected when near-extinction occurred. But seeing Liv talking to me openly about the subject made me realize that the fear had dissipated. “But you’re openly a lesbian, and I think that’s great,” I said without hesitation. She smiled genuinely. “Let’s just say I’m not a lesbian,” she said, and I frowned. “I can be with men and women without hesitation.”

My wolf will definitely get crazy seeing his cock. At the same time, this is what I can't avoid. My greatest fear. Should patients know I'm gay, I'd be laid off. They will definitely believe I'm gonna take advantage of them. Quite wrong. The only person I've ever been interested in is Kai who's here before me. He rises grudgingly as I show him off to the theater blinded with blue curtains. I scan him through. Why be nervous if he's not hiding something? My mind flashes back to the shock and him covering his eyes over seeing my cock when we are both men and werewolves. Werewolves that don't care about seeing random people's nakedness.

I reply, feeling much more comfortable talking about my new friend than about which werewolves have an interest in me. “Rolly is a good fighter and a creative werewolf. I think he is a good friend to have,” Dad says. “He’s cute too,” Olivia giggles. “He is, but he is also gay,” I snort. “Really?” Noah grits, glaring at me. “Chill, Noah!” Olivia hisses, just as the front door swings open and Ryder appears, looking disheveled, half crazed and panting heavily as he runs his fingers through his hair.