Young Remus Lupin Novels & Stories

My face turned into a cooked shrimp, my mind wandering back to a few hours ago about what almost happened between Drake and me. In two days, I would become my favorite person’s Luna. I couldn’t wait to be claimed by the future Alpha of the acclaimed, respectable, and powerful Silver Tail Pack. I was ecstatic. A dream come true for me. “Why are you blushing so hard?” My sister Eleanor not only chimed in, but she was two years younger than I am, and everybody’s heartthrob. She was the jovial and bold one who always went for whatever she wanted. At the age of eighteen, her wolf awakened with beautiful eyes and white fur with a little touch of brown, making her my mom’s favorite. My dad loved he

I was the one bound to Damian, yet I was the one left fighting for my life in that hospital bed. Lydia, the wolf he had chosen, had only needed the smallest injury to take every bit of care away from me. The pain left me barely able to breathe. My vision darkened in waves. Just before I blacked out, I heard the nurse shout in panic, “Someone get in here now. She’s crashing!” I woke a day later. The first thing I did was reach for my stomach. It was flat. For one terrible second, my mind emptied. “My pup,” I whispered. “Where’s my pup?”

Zloe's eyes wandered into the sky, looking up at the dark sky with scattered stars on the firmament. "Melisam, I'm sorry," Zloe muttered a monologue. "I know you'll be mad at me after this, but ...." The footsteps interrupted Zloe's monologue suddenly. The boy turned his head in the direction of the sound source. "Luna?" He assumed it was Rula Whitey. "Is that you?" There was no answer. The footsteps were getting closer. Zloe glanced at Melisam, who was still unconscious. Suddenly, a werewolf with a gigantic body came out of the tall bushes. Zloe was surprised to see the werewolf's enormous body with terrible eyes standing before him.

Remus seemed to understand that I wanted to feel him, and he allowed me. I stroke his fur, savoring the moment. Just then, I remembered what happened earlier. “Does this mean I cannot talk to you unless you allow me to?” The response came like a whisper in my mind, "Well, yes and no." Remus's voice was a mixture of certainty and understanding. "As your spirit wolf, you can reach out to me in your thoughts whenever you wish. However, physically, you're not yet equipped to maintain this connection. It's like a thread that needs strengthening. You must train and discover how to enhance our bond."

The air was electric with energy, filled with the sound of their excited barks and playful growls, as the grassy field became their canvas for youthful antics. My pup, Alma, with her sleek, dark coat that seemed to shimmer in the light, bounded joyfully across the meadow. Her vibrant spirit matched that of Matt’s pup, Sionavar—Sion for short—whose striking silver fur caught the sunlight like a beacon. Alice’s pup, Kerian, was undeniably mischievous, with sparkling green eyes and a quick, darting movement that always kept him a step ahead. Kim’s pup ZaZu, adorned with unique patches of gray and black, gilded gracefully through the grass, while Cam’s pup Rema, the largest of the group, exuded

Alexander seated in his throne with legs crossed as he gazed on the clan members below him. They were all laughing and celebrating because of the success in their bombardment to the L.A headquarter. Not only that, they were able to capture potential men and women who will be used in dealing with the their clan activities. Just then the door suddenly opened that made everyone froze and tilted their heads into the entrance door. The representatives of the other two factions made their grand entrance with the leadership of Sam Well , the second Boss of the Black Wolf's faction. Alexander noticed a young boy being carried by Melo, the new representative of the Fary Wolf Clan faction. He noticed

Sensing the age and power that came from the ancient wolf and came to stand behind her, peaking around her legs but not touching her. She was not surprised by the way he greeted her. He had called her by her nickname, Moon Wolf, since she had first been initiated as the conduit. A small endearment against the stark reality she always faced. He was dressed as he always was despite the cool morning air. Much like herself and her pack-mates that had lived so far to the North, they had become accustomed to its cold climate and were now immune. He wore only a leather kilt around his waist, his chest and feet bare, while his white hair flowed freely around his face. Two deep brown eyes that were s

Intro... Remus Everything was perfect but somehow I felt like something was missing, something that I didn't know. I am Remus Scofield, a multi-billionaire, I could get everything I want, every single thing in just one snap of my fingers, I run a lot of businesses in this city, I could do everything I want but I knew something was missing, yes, and I think it was my mate. I am a werewolf, from a royal pack, an Alpha that was trapped in the world of humans, I wasn't able to go back to my pack... not yet; definitely not now.

He smiled happily and nodded. "Yes and they are marked like their hair. Remus is a large black dire with white tips and Rae is a lovely white with black tips on her fur, they're both stunning," he told me impressed. "I'll have them change so you can see them," he added. I nodded, happy for my two children. Lennex sat next to me and lifted me to his lap. I laid against his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around me. We sat together and watched as the children went to the back of the couch to undress. When the first wolf pup trotted out from behind the couch I gasped.

Clearly, she was going to be happy here. “Let the girl have some fun, mingle. We need to talk,” he said, patting Remy’s head and walking away. Our eyes darted back to Lola who was already picking up a pup and twirling him around. Remy licked his lips in satisfaction. *Our Luna, and the first for the pack,* he pointed out.