Wolf Demi-human Novelas e Histórias

Knowing that he could see them, Hazel made them visible but her face carried a shocked expression. "What is it Hazel" Claire asked, "It's not possible" she blurted, "What's not possible" Claire asked, "He is a Perrenial Wolf, a direct descendant from the demon Hades who mated with a white wolf" She answered confusing Claire the more, "I don't understand what you are saying" Claire replied, "He is the destruction of the world" Hazel whispered to her, Claire was dumbfounded with the words coming out of Hazel's mouth, she opted to Luther and stretched her hands to him, he mumbled at her touch spurring his fur.

After a few seconds of looking at the section and the sections around it, I ask; "What the fuck is that? It seems like a dog or a wolf, but it is huge. It looks twice as big as a normal wolf, maybe even bigger." Ethan says; "That is not all. Now in this section over here. You can clearly see that the people have put a human in the tomb. But in this section, it is actually a wolf. It makes no sense at all. Is it a wolf or human in the tomb?" I turn, light up my face, and say; "Well, that is why we need to look for a way to get into the tomb. We have to study the walls and see if there is a way to open the floor up. Nice spotting all of this, Ethan."

Her eyes met mine again. “That was when I found an ancient ritual called the Eternal Bond Oath.” The words sent a chill down my spine…The name was like something out of a creepy book or some horror movie. “What is that?” Amber hesitated before answering. “It is a sacred bond that allows a werewolf to merge her wolf essence with a human partner.” I blinked. “Merge? like the both of you become one ?” “Yes.” She nodded. “The wolf essence strengthens the human body and ties two lives together spiritually…Lets say the way the scent mask hides your scent , the oath hides a human nature eternally….”

I dragged a short wooden crate beneath the cracked high window, ignoring Ethan’s protest, climbed up, and peered through the broken glass. I saw them. Yellow eyes, matted fur, feral movements: the rogue wolves. And in the center of that ring, Liam. Not fully human. Not fully wolf. A half-shifted form: muscles swelling under skin, scapula bones jutting sharply, fingers ending in curved claws. His hair lengthened back into a thick mane that merged with the fur spreading across his back and arms. His jaw transformed, canines flashing as a low growl rumbled from him.

Jake caught it mid-air— —and froze. White fire ran under Jane’s skin. Light burst from her wounds as white fur rolled across her body. She rose, an ethereal werewolf, eyes like dawn over ice. One kick sent Sara smashing through a tent frame. “Oh my God,” Kim whispered. Jake stepped in, syringe ready—then the white wolf stood between him and the wreckage, grace and fury in the same breath.

They were the Tainted. Half-human, half-wolf abominations that stood on two legs, towering over the average human. Their bodies were grotesquely muscled, with jaws that could swallow a man’s head and claws as long as daggers. Their eyes were the worst part—the pupils were vertical slashes, exploded and bloody, set in whites so bloodshot they appeared a sickening, demonic red. They were the bane of the all supernatural kind. Crazed creatures with only one drive: bloodlust.

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.

He asked, noticing her countenance, while coming to sit beside her on the bed. “The war we fight is beyond what we can imagine. I just encountered the deity, and although I wouldn't mention her name, she had told me about the importance of this war. Levi, we need to be fully ready. Apparently, the Nordic wolf is not the only one fighting against us, Damon the rogue king is her husband and their alliance is a threat to our existence. They seek to wipe away the entire human race, just like they had done to Valve Coven.” Levi smiled, wrapping his arms around her shoulder in comfort.

But instead of flesh, she met something far stronger—a force that repelled her attack like a wall of steel. The enforcer smirked. “Pathetic.” Before she could react, he moved again, his hand wrapping around her throat. He lifted her off the ground with inhuman strength, his glowing eyes burning into hers. “You don’t even understand what you are, do you?” he whispered, his grip tightening. “A child of prophecy… yet so blind.” Eve gasped, her vision darkening. Then, a roar split the air—Damien’s. Out of nowhere, a massive black wolf slammed into the enforcer, knocking him away. Eve collapsed to the ground, coughing as she struggled to breathe. She looked up just in time to see Damien shift bac

While in wolf form, I gave her sanity, kept her from giving into her animal urges and going crazy. That was why rogues were so difficult to control, it was because the human and wolf were loosely connected and one had taken control. But Gavrael’s other half could each take control without him becoming a rogue. I had even begun to call him different names. Gav for the human, because he was essentially the original, Wulfric for the wolf, and Rael for the demon. “What are you doing?” Gavrael asked as he stared at me in confusion. I ignored him and focused on calling the human’s attention to make him take over from the demon. The human would be easier to reason with, the wolf could be just as vo