Will Stiles Ever Become A Werewolf Novels & Stories

“You’re just going to accept it?” “Hmm,” Jules looked around them before shrugging slightly. “I’m a werewolf with a vampire mate, hiding in a warehouse from Van Helsings looking to eradicate all of supernatural kind, with a bunch of vampires and witches, and there’s people out there that we’re calling zombies because they like to bite people. At this stage, Aislen… or Morgana… Whatever you’re calling yourself, you could tell me you farted fairy dust and I’d be inclined to believe you.”

I said hastily and grabbed my school bag and ran out of the classroom. "Class is about to start!" Kate shouted. I could hear Kate's voice when I was outside the door but I wasn't in the mood to respond. I had to get out of here, as quickly as possible. If I didn't regain my composure, I would shift right in the classroom in front of all my classmates. More than anyone else, I knew Mia's words were true. Because… I was the werewolf she saw. My ancestors were weak werewolves, they were bullied by other wolves and had to hide in human society. They married humans, creating hybrids between humans and werewolves.

Damn, I shouldn't have asked this, right? "If you want to remain a top model in the world and achieve your current popularity, you just have to follow my wishes, Stefani. Spread your legs wherever and whenever I want." I paused for a moment, then I began to nod my head slowly. Was this the best decision? Giving my entire life to a werewolf? Wouldn't I be hurt by him? Werewolves are terrible monsters, that's what my mother had always told me. But how could I now be ensnared by one?

“I know that by now, the news of my betrayal would have reached the organization and the news and my daughter too.” “Yep… you are in fact wanted for trial as the case may be,” Raul added. Stacy sighed in disappointment and said, “I never meant for this to happen. All I wanted was to lead a legacy for my daughter. This whole werewolf and human situation are not normal. It disrupts the normal order of nature. What if we do live together and then your kind gets a hunger; what do you do to quench that hunger?” “We simply just eat the humans.” Lucas teased.

With a brutal swipe of its claws, the larger wolf sent the rogue sprawling across the ground, its body leaving a trail of blood. The rogue scrambled to get up, but the larger wolf was relentless, delivering a crushing blow that sent the rogue skidding backward. The rogue’s growls turned into whimpers, its body trembling in fear as it attempted to retreat. With one last defiant snarl, the rogue wolf turned and bolted, disappearing into the shadows from which it had come. Lily's eyes widened in disbelief as the wolf's form began to shrink, its powerful limbs retracting. She stepped back slightly, feeling the earth beneath her feet as the wolf shrank, revealing not just a man, but someone she k

Stiles shook his head and began pacing. "This is not good, not good" "Stop pacing" Ryker commanded, Stiles stopped immediately. "Look I'm not saying I don't like her, I love her..." a growl stopped him and gently corrected himself with the shake of his head, "...I mean I really like her and I'm happy that you found your mate but you know you can't have a wolfless mate as a Luna, it is not allowed, it won't be allowed" he told him frantically.

Silas felt his blood boil with anger at the sight of his old nemesis. Stiles used to be part of the wolves Alex trained when they were growing up. They never liked each other and were competitive. Although, because Alex focused of Silas more than any other wolf, Stiles could not best him in a sparring match. Still Stiles was very good as a warrior wolf. He was also ambitious that he left the clan and went to form a rogue pack of his own. No wonder they fought without honor, Silas thought. They are just like their leader. Well, it’s just going to be like old times then… Silas was wrong.

Since meeting me, the wolf rejected his human control, craving the stability of its mate. "If the bond isn't stabilized," he finished, his eyes burning with terrifying clarity, "my next Shift won't be contained. I'll lose control. I'll become a rogue. I'll hurt everyone, Willow. Including you." The choice was laid bare: he was either stabilized by the Mate bond (me), or he became a monster, which Marcus would certainly destroy. "So you need me," I whispered. "Not because you want me, but because I stop you from turning into a killer."