Werewolves Online Novels & Stories

But soon enough I had all the 11 files we had compiled and filled with invaluable information through a shit ton of hard work. I quickly opened the file at the very top, which belonged to the New Moon pack in South America. They had lost the least amount of wolves out of the total 12 packs attacked. Why? because less than 32 rogues had attacked them and they all seemed like normal werewolves but on a shit ton of weed.

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” 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 Tonga

Until now, he couldn't even move a single finger. He raised his sad eyes, looking at the moonlight outside the window. Suddenly, Adam's body shook violently. Today is another full moon night. His body is extremely sensitive to moonlight. If it was a normal time, the people in the village would absolutely not let him see the moonlight so easily. But a few days ago, he heard someone talking in the village. They say that the witches have come to the village. They are werewolf hunters, extremely skilled hunters. Of course, for Adam, this must have been a nightmare.

Behind us, the pack stirred, their energy electric in anticipation. "Ready?" he asked softly. I nodded, his hand clutched firm. Together, we two lifted our faces up toward the rising moon, and for the very first time in history, a pack of werewolves had howled out in open heart of London-not secretly, but in celebration, for a new dawn saw shadows give way to light.

he voiced out this time. How are they going to fight four huge werewolves in their tiny builds compared to those creatures? Zane’s heart hammered in his chest. But he didn’t show his tension. “Shit!” Zeev cursed and looked at the opposite side to be ready for any sudden attack. A huge ebony-coated wolf with bloody red eyes graced under the moonlight. Zane almost gasped seeing the rogue. But more than its appearance, the almost glowing dark mark on its leg caught Zane’s eyes.

The third werewolf leaps at me, but I grab it by the throat and toss it aside. The fourth werewolf swipes at me with its claws, and I feel the skin on my arm tear. But I ignore the pain, focusing on my opponent. I grab the werewolf's arm and twist it behind its back, forcing it to the ground. It howls in pain, and I let go, ready for the fifth werewolf. It comes at me with a roar, but I'm prepared. I leap into the air, kicking the werewolf in the chest and sending it flying backwards. The five werewolves are down, but I know I can't rest yet. There's still the convoy to worry about.

He stands up and howls in front of wolf Soga’s dead body. In the epic clash between Gale and the Betas against the werewolves and ogres, it was clear that victory was within reach for the combined allied forces. With a stroke of strategic brilliance, the witches unleashed their formidable powers, tipping the scales even further in favor of Gale and his allies. Sensing defeat, the vampires wisely retreated from the battle, recognizing that they stood no chance against this overwhelming force.

Unsure at first she crinkled her nose, but the scent soon grew so strong and unmistakable. Tara shifted her gaze to the thick undergrowth and trees by the left of the gravesite several hundred meters away. She caught three human shapes hidden inside the bush, away from sight. Anger surged through her, making her shiver visibly. The impossible had happened. Wolves! Werewolves have somehow entered into the country escaping their radar, and they even had the guts to come to her grandmothers’ burial!

But if it was possible… As the search results populated the screen, I clicked on the first article that caught my eye, hoping it would shed some light on my problem. Article 1: The Mythology of Werewolves 'Werewolves, also known as lycanthropes, are mythical creatures that appear in folklore and legends across various cultures. The transformation into a werewolf is typically associated with the full moon, although variations exist in different traditions. The exact methods of becoming a werewolf vary, but common themes include being bitten by an existing werewolf, a curse, or practising dark magic. The notion of werewolves congregating in packs is prevalent in many legends, often in remote o

The power levels of werewolves rank from highest to lowest as Moon Wolf, Blood Wolf, Death Wolf, and Liddell's pack warriors are mostly at the lowest level, so of course, they couldn't stand against Mark and Erbort, who are also Moon Wolves! "Should we kill him right away, or...?" they asked as I smiled, my gaze lingering on him. "D-Doris, what... what level is your wolf?!" Liddell trembled as he looked at me. He must have never expected that at the Blood Wolf level, he could be defeated so easily. But I didn't have time to explain to him. I needed to take my little brother to get medical help immediately! I nodded to Mark and Erbort. Liddell immediately panicked and tried to plead with me.