Wolfsbane Werewolves Novels & Stories

“I need to clear my head.” I grabbed a coat and stormed out of the room. Guards wanted to follow me, but I sent them away. I found my way out of the palace and threw my coat to the ground. I stepped out of my undergarments and stared into the distance, naked from head to toe. My bones snapped, repositioning themselves, and my wolf took over, leaping into the dark forest and letting her fury out. NIGHTBANE Felyndra came from a werewolf pack. Her families are all wolves, but why does she have a fox mark on her face?

They were so similar in their mannerisms. ‘Anyway,’ The teacher continued with his lecture, ‘Yes, Wolfsbane is the most toxic substance for werewolves. Small doses can be used to weaken us, similar to a tranquilliser; but with our rapid healing speed, we can endure a small dose, or a light brush against the natural plant, once in a while. However, with enough doses over an extended time span or a high concentration all at once, it can be lethal…’ ‘Thank you,’ I whispered to him next to me, looking down, as I wrote notes.

That was some DRAMA that year! It happens. Some wolves are so hormonal by the time they get out there that their wolf loses sight completely and just claims the first she-wolf he finds and then rapes her. They call it being ‘lust drunk’. Luckily, alpha’s are stronger and have more resolve than other wolves so I knew I didn’t have anything to worry about there. I just needed to pray that I didn’t pick up MY mates scent tonight. “Line up on the edge of the pavement.” Everyone lines up elbow to elbow practically to have room for everyone to make a straight single file line across the back patio of the pack house.

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.

In the depth forests far away from the human society they was a area of pack wolves they were called dynasty pack ,this pack was one of the most powerful packs of wolves they were not underestimated mainly because they had strong alphas followed by betas even the omega's knowns as weak and frail were a bit strong in this place you can see strong, beautiful and delicate buildings which didn't lose to buildings of that of humans you can see the werewolves in their human forms,strong, beautiful and handsome this site was busy like a market and everyone was minding their own business that was until a boy about eighteen- nineteen came in the picture.

Not long after, Tand—the new Alpha of the Northern Pack—came to visit. He wanted to buy wolfsbane. In bulk. It was a strange request. Wolfsbane was rare but nearly worthless—poisonous to werewolves, useless in war. Caesar stared at the young Northern Pack Alpha, proud and confident, and in his heart, he knew exactly who the wolfsbane was for. For Rena. He wanted to refuse. He wanted to snarl, to protect what little pride he had left. But his body was failing him. He no longer had the strength to defy anyone, much less a werewolf like Tand.

Lucas sat at his reading table, he held a flora design magazine and was going through the different flowers in it. The room was neatly arranged, Ruby had ensured that he grew up to be neat which was paying off, Ruby entered his room carrying a pot of wolfs bane, the praetor wolves sent to deliver a message to Reginald had some of it on them and gave it to her, Wolfs bane killed normal werewolves by touch but its scent was to help them tame and have self-control in cases like mortal combat and wars, she was so glad they could give her a pot of it, it would tame Lucas in case of any danger in the human world.

“I need your help to set up these traps I just bought.” “Go on, we’ll finish up here,” Brandon told me. I gave him a head nod and left to find my father. Although I was only nineteen and still new to this hunting business, my father and his guys had taken the time to teach me the ropes. They educated me about the werewolves’ flaws and strengths. That was why we were crafting and stockpiling silver and wolfsbane weapons. Silver and wolfsbane were poisonous to the monsters. With the amount we had, we could fend off a full pack, which would be horrible for them.

There was a collective intake of breaths that echoed from the werewolves in the room. “You see Alexa, children of the Sun and Moon Gods are blessed with abilities and powers beyond that of a normal human, but those born under an eclipse, solar or lunar, are blessed with more than just a few enhanced senses and strength. Werewolves born during an eclipse are extremely powerful, and you, my love, were born under a total lunar eclipse,” Alexa sat upright in her chair, with a quick glance she suddenly noticed how all the occupants in the room stared at her with this newfound admiration and reverence. It made her uncomfortable.

The music played with deep bass and Fenna started talking in a deep voice, “Once werewolves lived in packs of thousands. They were superior beings loved by all. But with great beauty comes jealousy. The human race got jealous of the werewolf’s majestic appearance and the unity that lived among them. A war broke out and our numbers rapidly decreased. The moon goddess was determined to not let her creation go extinct, so she made a werewolf greater than the gods themselves. A werewolf mighty and pure of heart. Her revenge rained down on earth in the form of a massive red wolf with eyes like a raging fire. Agnitus was born. Agnitus saved the werewolves, burning anything or anyone who dared to s