Werewolves Resident Evil Novels & Stories

"Tell me more, my friend. Be explicit." A determined glimmer shone in Trevor's eyes as he continued, "Within Jekyll's laboratory, there are specialized snipers. They are armed not with bullets, but with chemical needles. These needles contain a powerful tranquilizer called 'Zipit,' designed to tame wild animals like gorillas and lions. With these snipers, we can bring the werewolves to their knees, rendering them docile and under our control."

He started walking forward, showing them the way to the city. There were many more werewolves in the pack house, including the assassin werewolf Etta Suzette Gelbero, who was a spy and the trainer of the scout wolves. The lead warriors Ultima Wolf Edric Wilson and Ultima Wolf Drik Wilson, who trained the warriors of the Gravefur Pack, and Howl Wolf Vladimir Lorenzo usually supported the horn with their life along with Alpha. They were all eagerly awaiting their return.

"Elizabeth's faction will use Coleman's raids to anchor themselves with violence and death. Every dead werewolf strengthens the quiet place-physical world connection physically. Elizabeth can permanently restore all twenty-seven of her faction if 2,800 wolves die." Elena understood the stakes: "So stopping Coleman's raids also prevents Elizabeth from anchoring." "Save the registered werewolves to solve both problems." Alexei mobilized his network with the efficiency that showed why he'd built this organization for 30 years. Alexei said, "We have people in twelve major cities where the highest concentrations of registered werewolves live." "They can help with security and evacuation, but movi

All he did was scroll through old photos of me on his phone, one after another. Vivian couldn't stand it. Her temper grew worse by the day. Then, that afternoon, Alex returned to the motel after running errands. The moment he pushed the door open, a sharp, bitter smell hit him. Vivian sat slumped against the headboard. A dark, purplish liquid was dripping from the corner of her mouth. An empty glass vial lay overturned beside her hand. Wolfsbane. The deadliest poison to any werewolf. Even the strongest healing abilities couldn't resist it.

Still, she remained resolute, channeling her determination into every step she took. The day of the negotiations arrived, and Arayah stood at the forefront, representing her vampire kin. The council members flanked her, their expressions a mixture of skepticism and cautious optimism. Across the table, the werewolf delegates watched her every move, their eyes reflecting a blend of curiosity and wariness. The discussions were intense, the atmosphere charged with a palpable tension. Arayah and the Beta presented their terms, outlining the need for compromise, understanding, and shared governance. The werewolf delegates countered with their own demands, highlighting the importance of security an

I stood alone for a while feeling like a total idiot. *** When an attack hit the pack that night, I was not surprised. I had perceived it coming and I had made sure that the Werewolves of my pack were completely braced for the troubles of the night. I was however surprised that we had been attacked by a pack of Vampires from the valleys. It was a night that had turned out against them and I could not have been more pleased. When they started to flee and we gave them a chse, killing a good number as we caught up with them, I started to feel pity for them. They had to have been misinformed to have come to attack a pack at night. But It did not make me enjoy killing them. We chased the few who

And I’ll have to ask Aldrich if he's willing to offer his blood. After our discussion about how the first Cursed Ones gained entry into Altair, I’m convinced that Werewolves are magical beings as well. If I’m successful in carrying out the ritual, it will prove once and for all that the shapeshifting ability of the Werewolves is indeed a form of magic, and they very much deserve to live in Altair like all other magical beings.

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

He's out for revenge. The gamma and beta looked at each other with uncertainty. They knew their Alphas were communicating telepathically, as they stared into space. A few seconds later, Callan turned to Xavier. “Any update about Oculus?” “We saw traces of blood and a human's bracelet in the human border a few days ago. It was the blood of a human. But there were no traces of a body. Only this bracelet.” He brought out a small thick transparent bag containing a silver bracelet. Werewolves had a weak spot which was silver. Silver can be used to make a werewolf weak or die through excess skin contact. Thankfully, Xavier had placed it inside a thick bag.

It was so much so that he ran over to the guy and hugged him from the back. “Good morning!” he said while his face was buried in Nico’s shoulder, sniffing. “You still… smell so good…” “Seriously, man? You do know that werewolves think I stink, right?” said the vampire, who was surprised by the act, but didn’t make any moves to push his friend away. Even with the question, Ben didn’t stop with the sniffing. It wasn’t as forceful as how he did it last night, considering he now had better mental faculties.