Wof As Humans Novels & Stories

Her last point is exactly why we're worried. In a world where werewolves are considered higher in hierarchy, they tend to choose their kind first for everything. It's something we all have known since our birth. It angers me to no end, for our people lose our rights simply because they're considered different. However, this isn't something we can announce to the world. There was a time when the wolves treated humans so brutally, tearing them for even trying to communicate . Their ruthless demeanor knew no bounds, capturing humans and putting them in shackles, treating them like slaves and even murdering them for fun, considering them as play toys and a past time.

That is all I ask for. "Above that, we humans are not born strong like werewolves, but with proper training we can evolve. We have a sense of flexibility and also good brains. The werewolves know that they need that brain and flexibility, so every year, a competition is held to hire qualified humans who can work under the werewolves. The ones who win and last till the end, are given higher ranks to work with. Some even get the chance to work with the King Alpha. And those humans have a higher rank and respect among the society in general. They shouldn't be harmed by other people or else will be punishable by law." I gasp. "How didn't I know about this?"

"We live in human form most of our lives, but we can shift into our wolves once we turn 16. It's painful at first, but it gets painless over time" I stared in astonishment. Even if she was crazy, I was intrigued. I rested my elbows on the table and placed my chin in my palms as I waited for her to continue. "That's the reason why we stay in the woods, we can't risk humans seeing us and killing us, or using us for test monkeys. So we live where no human can find us, or where it's very difficult to be found." It all sounded oddly familiar. "Sometimes, things get heated in the packs, and some wolves are forced to leave the pack, or they choose to run away" She was looking kinda sad as she stare

Since his father told him what happened to his mate a week ago, this was the first time he stopped running or attacking anyone close to him. Hunter's wolf howled in pain and the warriors and the remaining wolves in the pack whimpered, all the wolves were connected, so they could feel when their alpha was in pain, and it made most of them howl back to him. After some time, his wolf howled again but in determination this time before walking slowly into the water. He washed his wolf before finally transforming into his human form and washing himself clean. Alpha Derek and the warriors nearly cried in relief when he transformed back. It seemed like the ordeal was over.

The first direct meeting between humans and our type happened during a conflict with troops, who attacked us rashly based on reports that we were horrible animals. Despite the curiosity aroused by Ezra's imaginative tales, no one could have predicted that he was a werewolf himself, disclosing the exact mysteries he had fabricated. However, the discovery was not greeted peacefully by all individuals. countless remained suspicious, and some became fascinated with studying and catching us for experimentation, which resulted in the misery and death of countless pack members. Our encounters with humans grew progressively challenging as a result of the exposure. Curiosity drove the newly created h

Because it wouldn’t look good for the Alpha President of Ordan to have a human mate and wife, would it? No, it wouldn’t. Ordan is still years behind Bo’Arrocan, and although humans have finally been given all of the same rights as werewolves, we’re still seen as ‘lesser’. Not even our own fated mates will ever see us as equals. I learned that the hard way five years ago.

“It is our blessed circle, where we meet to make the decisions that affect the pack.” I stumbled over my thoughts. “I thought the goddess blessed humans with a wolf’s form…” My father laughed and shook his head. “We lived here as wolves for over a thousand years before the humans came here. They started hunting us. Even went as far as killing the alpha.” My father turned and started walking backwards. “The goddess saw our destruction. Our people, our wolves, have always worshipped her. So she granted us our salvation. She offered us the ability to shift into human, so we survived. It became easier to survive as humans who shift into wolves, and here we are.”

I raised an eyebrow. "Oh, don’t joke like that!" she said, realizing. "If a human hasn’t done something against a wolf or a pack, we live in harmony," I said seriously. "Can’t say the same about rogues, though." "Rogues?" "Wolves without packs. They roam wild and often aren’t mentally stable. They cause problems." "That sounds terrible. But what’s a pack?" she asked. "Werewolves are social, so we live in large groups—like tribes or big families."

" I'm not done, Elora. When they saw this they killed the children and agreed to go their own separate ways. The werewolves remained in hidden desolate villages living as archaic people while humans advanced in civilization away from them. Those humans who knew about the existence of werewolves died without ever mentioning it to their children but fifty years ago they discovered us again. By then different packs had been formed and we had a system so complicated and divided that mating with someone from a different pack was seen as abominable too!" " But those humans didn't care about that. They cared about money. They marveled at the great strength the werewolves possessed while the wolves

Whadh's POV My head is what the humans wanted from the beginning, right when my people and I thought we could live in peace. It was hundreds of years ago when I was starting to get the feeling that we werewolves were different from the humans, though we have the same bodily structure, skin and the likes, except for the moon problem. Every full moon, as a werewolf, you must shift into your wolf, give your wolf a little time out while you rest a little.