Wolf Demi-human Novelas e Histórias

Afterward, they returned to their assigned wolves and settled to rest and wait. Meanwhile, in Sir Demon's room, Hades sat in the chair beside his demon lying in the bed. The demon's body was going through some change. His bones were breaking, shifting around, and reforming into something spectacular. The wolf lying on the bed was something to behold. He was a wolf, but yet he wasn't. The wolf had human-like qualities. The fur that had sprouted all over his body was the blackest color of black Hades had ever seen. His fur was even darker than Katia's wolf. It was eerie seeing a human-like wolf lying on the bed. Demon started rolling back and forth while he was whining. Rhea told Hades, "The p

he said simply. "Many centuries ago, during the slave era, werewolves shared their spirit with their human slaves by the power of the bite during a blood moon. The few that managed to rise after death became halflings, they possessed the powers of the beast in an average measure and were used as foot soldiers in waging wars." Aragon, the oldest wolf among the elders narrated. He was a Zeta (War general) during his time and had fought so many battles, he had seen many centuries and accumulated wisdom in his aging years.

To anyone else, I'll be meditating, but only I knew I was communicating with the demon wolf. “To unlock our full potential, not less than seven hundred souls are still needed.” the deep husky voice which sounded more like that of Arnold Schwarzenegger came from the ethereal form humanoid creature, but I knew it wasn't human as it eyes glowed red and sometimes purple, he was taller than a human and fangs protruded from his upper lips making him look like a sabertooth human. In this subconscious realm which is a different dimension only I can access through meditation, we can communicate and see each other.

This prick. “Because of what you believe she can do.” I sensed a rumble of thunder pass nearby. “My wife doesn’t take kindly to when people claim to give a fuck about her.” Damon cocked his head. There was a loud crack, but it wasn’t the crunch of bones rather the sound of an ember exploding midair. Vladimir chuckled but didn’t flinch. His Beta made it a point to stand behind him. “You abused your kid.” Since our kind had no singular database to track wolves with abilities we had to rely on rumor and word of mouth.

' 'We…Mom, dad, and I had asked witch Glinda to hide her outer appearance so that people around here won't freak out after finding out how quickly she was growing older. It didn't take me much time to realize what his daughter was, and I also could understand the reason why he was trying to hide this fact from the people around him because the moment anyone would find out what she was! They would kill her because a dhampir (They are creatures that are the result of a union between a vampire and a mortal human) didn't belong here. 'You should teach her to act like a baby, you know?' I suggested to him.

Her bare back was towards him, showing off her jutting back blades. She was perfect in many ways; tall, slender, yet at the same time had the curves of a woman, from her peachy ass to her bouncing breasts. But that didn’t change the fact that she was still a zeta wolf who had committed terrible crimes. Damon looked away, frowning. He returned to his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. Mind linking Domenico, the head warrior and Shanaya, the head omega.

They did not know Darius: a human and werewolf who never howled, he has demonic tendencies and also cannibalistic attributes. I pity those who are his enemies and pray for those who are his friends.

The alpha blood that flowed through his veins, once a source of strength and protection, now surged with an untamed rage. "Hera," he rasped, his voice gravelly with the intensity of his emotions, "they dared to play with us. They dared to corrupt the purity of our bond." His eyes locked onto the distant shadows where the puppeteers had retreated. "No more." The air crackled with the energy of an impending storm as Davien's body convulsed. His bones shifted, muscles contorted, and in a blaze of moonlit brilliance, he transformed into the majestic form of an alpha werewolf. His fur, a mixture of midnight black and silver, stood on end, radiating the potent power of a creature untethered by hum

I concluded. "Alpha Damien, Alpha Demitri is strong and ruthless, just like you. He has the other cities under his control. This means we will be going up against millions of our kind. The humans can't help in this fight. How do we win? We are outmatched," one person said from the crowd. "I know that," I said. "But we have an advantage. We have the white wolf. My mate is a white wolf," I informed them. "We have a white wolf!" I heard someone scream from the crowd.

"What a beautiful innocent being yet capable to summon the most deadliest wolf in the world. Isn't it a irony?" Volkan retreats his finger,to place it back in his jacket pocket. Looking up to meet Andrews eyes. "Indeed it is. But why so many tubes and equipments? What are all the elders planning to do with her?" Andrew sighs , looking up at him. "You must know Volkan. A being like her is born in centuries. To be able to summon the death wolf, this girl is no way normal." "It's useless! The girl is a mere human! It's no use experimenting on her like that!"