Wolf Pup Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

Her voice cracked. “I do.” He swallowed but didn’t argue. They reached the gate. The bodies of her pack were laid out in silence. Three wolves, each killed quickly. No torture. No struggle. They hadn’t even shifted. Lyra fell to her knees in the snow. Her breath shook out of her in a broken sob. “No—no, no, please—” Rylan knelt beside her instantly, hand hovering near her back—close, but waiting for her to accept him.

Chris asked, glancing my way as Robbie checked in at the front desk. "No," I admitted. "It's a glamping special," he said, already pouring me a smaller glass. "I won't give you too much. Let's make this a night to remember!" It sounded fun. As it turned out, werewolves could get wasted—if they drank enough of the hard stuff fast enough. Humans could outdrink us by sheer tolerance, but apparently, metabolism or not, we weren't immune to being tipsy. So with the hotel TV murmuring in the background and a surprisingly fancy takeout dinner demolished, we ended up sprawled across the beds, chatting and laughing.

"Interesting. But she is still a child. I have no intention of looking at a girl half my age as a potential mate." "I didn't say she might be your mate. I said you should meet her. I would assume from the growls of the young men in the crowd that she has plenty of potential mates in her own pack. She is fun to watch though." Lucien said with a smirk. He was still infatuated with the little she-wolf. "Jenna, make it Thursday Noon for the flight out. Meetings Friday through Tuesday and fly home on Wednesday evening. RSVP to Moonless Night, Red Dawn's Alpha and Beta are pleased to accept the invitation to the party." I looked at Lucien, "Happy?"

Rula swallowed her saliva, trying to fight her fear. "Rondolf, what's going on?" She got up from where she was. "Are you okay?" Silence. It was quiet after the commotion. Rula slowly stepped into her room again. But suddenly, a big, hairy hand pulled her out. "Rondolf!" Rula shouted as a giant creature carried her off the balcony. "Help me!" Rula screamed as loud as she could. Unfortunately, she had been taken far away from the hotel balcony where she was. The werewolf picked up Rula's body and carried her from one tree to another or rooftop to another.

I pounce on it before it has a chance to run. A short while later, I return to the hut with the fresh kill in my mouth, hoping Ava hasn’t woken up. She has seen my wolf form, but she hasn’t seen my wolf being a wolf. I drop the hare on the doorstep and change back into my human form. My hands and mouth are bloody. I wish there was a water source nearby. Then I remember what Ava said about the privy. There’s a water tank there. I head toward the privy and see Ava stepping out.

She told him but just that night, as if warning her that things wouldn't be alright the raven came back and sat on the tree outside her window. Angelica watched it for a long while but it didn't fly away. Getting out of her bed she went to the window. She looked outside and watched the darkness that fell over her town. Then she looked up and far away. She saw the cursed castle standing proudly on the hill. People called it the wolf's den because they said anyone who went to the castle never came back. They were eaten by the big hungry wolf living there.

Her body is more lean and thin, but I wouldn’t underestimate her. Not only was the dinner situation unexpected, but my wolf paced restlessly in my mind. Alora, my beautiful reddish-brown furred wolf, mumbled under her breath constantly. She mentioned mates but then acted confused and said they weren’t mates. I definitely felt a pull to both of the strangers, but it was weak. I agree with Alora’s confusion. The guy was a vampire and the woman smelled like a human yet not, code for witch in my senses. There is no way I could been mated to either one of them, never mind both!

They were all guided to one of the rooms. Adira and the rest entered a room. It was lighted brightly… brightly means… too brightly to the point they were blinded by the brightness. Werewolves can adjust their vision to the brightness but not the vampires. It was a surprise that these vampires weren’t affected by this brightness and sunlight. She wondered if the witch did some kind of spell to protect them. “Your daughter has too many thoughts,” Adira heard a womanly voice that made her legs feel like jelly. The voice felt like music to her ears making her hypnotized.

) He wonders to himself however. 'Boom!' a large explosion goes off sending tree chunks at him. "Wwwwwwwaaaaaarrr!" The wolf cries out as it evades the chunks swiftly. "Haaaaaaaaa, you won't make this easy for me will you.... Huh Jason?" A girl's voice came from behind the destroyed tree. (Clara!) He yelled in his mind his fangs showing hostility towards his childhood friend. The red haired girl stepped up and watched as the wolf ran away again "Even as a werewolf you're still weird" a vein appearing on her forehead as she began the chase again.

Chloe added. “I haven't really spoken to him,” Kayla said, which wasn't entirely a lie. They all started talking about how creepy and scary Derrick was, and Kayla took another glance at Lucas. Something hit her then, and her eyes grew wide. That scar! She remembered the nightmares she kept having. The werewolf that always chased her has a deep scar running from its eyebrows to the corner of its eyes. Just like Lucas. Kayla shook her head as she pictured the dark brown animal with deep eyes that had been trying to bite her.