Werewolves Online Novels & Stories

Werewolves can communicate mutually telepathically, but the range in which they can do it depends on the place they are on. “He’s far enough for me to reach him,” he explained. “But I can track the smell of blood. It was coming from the edge of town.” “Should we go out and see what’s happening?” she asked. “No. I want you to prepare your things again. We’ll be going out in the night. We can’t risk staying here while Perseus was doing whatever the hell he wants to these humans. When morning comes and they saw their dead, I’m sure we’ll be questioned and be dealt with.”

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."

"Rosh, how many packs of werewolves are living in our area?" I asked Rosh out of my curiosity. "Why?" Rosh asked. "I am just wondering if there is another pack that caused the incident in the amusement park." I replied. "Well, I am sure some Rogues are responsible for this." Rosh replied. "Rogues?" I asked him. "Rogues are wolves that were exiled by the pack." Rosh replied. "Exiled? How?" I was really curious to learn more.

In the depth forests far away from the human society they was a area of pack wolves they were called dynasty pack ,this pack was one of the most powerful packs of wolves they were not underestimated mainly because they had strong alphas followed by betas even the omega's knowns as weak and frail were a bit strong in this place you can see strong, beautiful and delicate buildings which didn't lose to buildings of that of humans you can see the werewolves in their human forms,strong, beautiful and handsome this site was busy like a market and everyone was minding their own business that was until a boy about eighteen- nineteen came in the picture.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

I unstalled it quickly and had it open no more than barely enough to look through. What I saw made me shudder. fires burned in the streets. Black-helmed men moved between buildings with a presence too large—to too utterly big—to be mere bandits. The air rang with screams of human beasts And then I beheld them. Werewolves. Not the usual wolves, but giant red-eyed beasts with speck-covered glowing fur and blood. Werewolves. I struggled to gasp, as finally realization caught up. No bandit raid, this time. War had come to Green Hills.

Lilith said “But werewolves can wear clothes in wolf form, can’t they?” Lilith rolled her eyes at me. Some habits die hard. “Anyway, you’ll be going into labor soon. Being the descendant of a Golden Lycan, it’s going to be extraordinary. However, Kaelen is just a low-rank Omega. If you have a golden pup, aren’t you afraid of people being suspicious?” Werewolf births were divided into three stages: gestation, labor, and awakening. During labor, the pup’s fur color would reveal its bloodline, and awakening would happen when a pup shifted from human to wolf form for the first time.

"Nah, it's okay. I can manage this alone. Not like there is any danger. Plus, I think all of us need to work in different directions. We don't have much time. I just wanted to inform you guys about what I'd be doing today." "You're right. I got news about a pack of werewolves living in hiding in the western upper hills of the forest. If they are in hiding, they are obviously not with Carl and if they are not with him then we've got a chance." "How did you even manage to find that out?" Brent asks, surprised and impressed. "My charm with ladies," Damion says winking.

“Why did the witches find Barbara's place being held captive this late? We won't have time to save that girl!” Rokan Allegro took a few steps forward and patted Linda on the shoulder once with understanding. “Don't worry, Mrs. Alexander. We've sent a select group of witches over there. We will never let Sacred Wolvire fall into Hugo's hands, I promise.” “But they will still be late!” Aryadi interrupted loudly from where he was sitting. Rokan Allegro raised his hand as if he was going to stop something. “They used Body Transfer to go there. It will only take five hours. Pretty quicker than if a vampire or shifter darted over there.”

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'