Wolf Pup Hotel Transylvania Novels & Stories

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.

I asked him, and he grinned evilly. "You should. Arent, you screwing his daughter?" he said, and the pack members gasped at his words. "I see your pack does not know that your mate is John Hunter's daughter. That is bad Alpha Wilde. Why bring calamity upon them like that? Do you know that your in-laws are responsible for a mass killing of humans at a gala some nights ago? Their food supply went low, and they decided to vamp out on humans. So I will ask you for the last time, Wilde, where is he?" He asked. "I don't know, and I doubt if he is behind this because he does not survive on blood. And the majority of Linus's family live off animals. Why don't you find out who destroyed their animal

I instantly replied. "I see." Rosh replied. "Do werewolves have religion?" I asked because I was curious. "We believe in the moon goddess."Rosh replied. "Ahh, but you know about Christmas Holidays?" I asked. "Of course, we know about Christmas, remember we have staff that are humans." Rosh replied. "How about we organised a Christmas Party in the villa. We can celebrate it to ease our recent problems." I suggest. "Hhmmm, good idea, I guess the staffs will like it." Rosh replied.

At least I wouldn’t be shitting where I ate tonight. Jack met me back at the packhouse later that night as planned, and we headed over to the casino. I valet parked and checked us into the hotel as soon as we got there, booking rooms next to each other. Jack came into my room so we could both drop some molly before heading downstairs to the nightclub. I made sure to get enough for six people, knowing that werewolves had high tolerances to everything compared to humans. That seemed to be the right amount from my past experiences.

But Collin took him upstairs after dinner with Mercy and Katherine following behind. He placed him on his bed and told him to shift back. Surprisingly the little pup shifted back with no problems at all, Mercy bathe him and put him to sleep. The following morning, they were all gathered at the table eating breakfast when different scents filled the packhouse, Collin and Ambrosia tensed on their seats. Ambrosia knew that the elders have arrived since he could smell elder Vlad a vampire, Collin just didn’t like the scents that didn’t belong to his pack.

- Book 3 - The Annihilation 6 months later, The Werewolf Castle 11:59 pm " Ahhhh...ahhhhh" Screams echo in the silent hallways of the werewolf castle. Emerging from behind the closed door where the light of everyone's eyes laid. Her voice made every soul that stood outside the door tremble. Silas's hands were tightly clenched with Emaa's. Volkan was seated with his head in his hand, Grace's hand on his shoulder, while Thora had her eyes closed. Praying to the goddess of the werewolves. While the little kids, Rose and Hades were upstairs in their room, playing. Unaware and kept uninformed of the events going on in the castle. " Push my dear! Push! Come on!" A woman speaks with one hand restin

I will be taken by the werewolves and long gone forever. Was it a crime I decided to help her out with the punishment she was serving in this place? Ava and I are humans, not wolves. But coincidentally, she had come back home with a Grimson Cross medal belonging to the werewolves. And by some miracle, the werewolf found out she was the one and had come to our house on that very day demanding it. The alpha of their pack had imposed on her a punishment to sweep and keep their entire courtyard clean every day, and so I was forced to help her.

Delaphine said with a bright smile as she reached for an apple from a low branch and bite right into it. "I hope you get what your heart desire," I wished her. "Ho-oh.., someone who you can't stand is coming towards us," Delaphine whispered to me. My head turned to see who it was and my stomach instantly churned noticing it was Turner Cavill. A boy who was also a part of my village before it was attacked by werewolves. "Let's go somewhere else," I told Delaphine as I quickly got up. Turner ran in front of me stopping me before I could move from the tree.

“Don't worry, I despise the idea of sharing a room with you as well. I'll sleep on the couch.” Right at that time, they heard a knock on the door. They both glanced at themselves with a puzzled look – hating the fact that they weren't alerted by the visitor's footsteps because they were arguing. Even when they heard 'room service,' they didn't let down their guard. This is because the man behind the counter informed them that other werewolves and supernatural entities, including the oblivious humans, are staying there as well. The hotel caters primarily to passers-by and those in need of a place to stay. Even if Rakel and Knox hated it, they had no choice but to book a room for the time bein

he asked, and I could sense what he was trying to know. In human-saturated places, werewolves prefer to take runs at nightfall, when it is dark, and can easily conceal themselves and shift back to human forms. And with my current look, I knew he was suspicious of me, of what I could be doing out here in the forest behind the hotel. I did not know that he was also staying in the same hotel. Killian and I had decided to check in after the event since we will be having another meeting tomorrow with the allied packs.