What Is Your Werewolf Name Novels & Stories

His answers were always short and curt. “Will you tell me your name?” I asked, hoping he would answer me. “Julian Vale, Beta of Dark Moon.” I grinned. “Will you tell me about werewolves?”

As I dried the remaining water from his fur, I said, "This is the first time I've ever had a family. I'm an orphan, and now I have a lovely daughter like Lia and such a strong mate. I'm so happy." I could've sworn the wolf's temperature rose, like he was getting shy. After I finished drying the wolf, I leaned my entire body against his smooth, fluffy fur, my voice muffled, "I still don't know your name." He seemed to think of something unpleasant and quickly shifted back to his tall human form. "The Werewolf Council stripped me of my name, declaring me a cursed being." He paused, then added, "Maybe you could give me one. A name that belongs only to you."

The crowd of villagers parted and the man who was an Alpha glared at me, his lip curling up in hostility. “And who the fuck are you to tell an Alpha what to do, little wolf?” he growled. “I’m the Delta’s Daughter and I’m telling you now, unhand these villagers or this man will unleash my beast,” I said, pointing at Rhett who was gathering himself off the ground. That was always my answer when I was asked who I was. Not Alpha, not Queen, but the Delta’s Daughter. That was the name I had become known as throughout the werewolf kingdom and beyond: The Delta’s Daughter, a title that was fast becoming a legend.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

Is that for real? She rolled her eyes at me. 'No need to make fun of my name, okay? The Moon Goddess gives us our names. She said the name fit me. As if.' Yeah, right. There were stories among werewolves that before our wolves were given a physical body—to us, it was rumored that they got to meet the Moon Goddess and gave them names. I stifled a laugh. The name Sunflower was more like the opposite of my wolf's personality. She was far from the symbol it symbolizes—happiness. She was always gloomy, like she was always on the brink of punching and biting anyone who dared to block her way.

“You may have noticed the difference in the names our wolves go by. Our research has shown the older the male wolf, the more their name relates to nature. Rocky, Avalanche, Canyon, River. Old female wolf names are the same but floral related. Lavender, Lily, Poppy, Pansy. Those wolves were never meant to be warriors. They were guardians of nature, wild and unharnessed, with a few exceptions. Younger wolf spirits are guards and warriors. Their names lend to their positions. Saint, Ghost, Crusher, Slayer. Our female wolves have names like Justice, Mercy, Faith, Comfort.” “Wraith?” I steeple my fingers under my nose to see if he is familiar with the name. “Wraith?” He looks at me with a furrowe

Not yet, I had to come up with something quickly. "Who are you?" the Alpha asked. His voice was deep and commanded obedience. I swallowed hard. "I am an orphan," I lied. "My parents and I were traveling near the border. A forest beast... it attacked us. It killed them, I managed to escape. I don't know how I found myself at your borders… but I have no place to go." The Alpha narrowed his eyes. "Who were your parents?" "Jarek and Danika," I said the first names that came to my head, the first werewolf names I saw from my research. "Of the Moon Ridge pack."

"No. I will hold back my fear." Liam smirked. "I'm different from the wolves you see in pictures or on television. His name is Kinn." "His name is Kinn? Who is named Kinn?" "The wolf inside me." "Oh? You named your own wolf?" "No. When you are old enough to transform for the first time, the elders will give your wolf a name. The twins will also get it later, on their first transformation." Audrey shook her head, feeling that the werewolf world was really complicated.

"Come, sit down while I explain. He leads me back to the couch and I sit down carefully. I have to admit that no matter how creepy this sounds, I am shamefully happy to spend a few more seconds gazing at his attractive face. However, I try not to show it, instead displaying a doubtful frown. He takes a deep breath, then speaks. "My name is Xavier, and I am what you would call a werewolf." Shock and disbelief run through my mind, freezing me to the bone. Oh, what a shame, I think sadly, this incredibly hot guy, the only one who's ever talked to me, is a weirdo. I can tell he believes his outlandish claims too. His eyes try to catch my gaze, a hopeful expression displayed there. "There's no su

"I'm sorry, but I believe you're walking in a dream. I’ve never seen a huge Werewolf in my life because I used to live nearby." Perhaps she is correct; if the Werewolf had been here, she would have seen it. My dreams are becoming so vivid and real that I'm having trouble picturing them. "Thank you for helping me." "Can you tell me your name?" I inquired, my gaze drawn to her light brown eyes. "My name is Amethyst," she said, flashing a gorgeous smile that made me feel entranced.