Jackson Werewolf の小説・ストーリー

They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies. These werewolves were the descendants of the moon. A better way of explaining it would be that the moon was their own version of God. She was the one who created the werewolf breed herself. She was or is the Moon Goddess. It was said that she gave them a very special gift, the ability to feel or sense who their true mate is. Its called the mate bond which is avery strong feeling that either one would beable to feel when they are close to one another. Like what a soul mate would be for humans. The wolf people had many tribes or packs, as they were called. Each pack would have a mal

In an instant, Jake's teeth closed in on Lily's throat, a threat that left her momentarily defenseless. With firm determination, Jake subdued Lily, holding her against the ground as his transformation into a human commenced. He gripped her hands possessively. Simultaneously, Lily's own form shifted, embracing her humanity, a conscious decision embracing the practice of werewolves seeking the regenerative qualities inherent to their dual-self existence. Her once fierce eyes now revealed vulnerability, mirroring her internal struggle against Jake's sinister ambitions.

It was unfortunate that Karen had been found by foes and not friends. I had to call a pack meeting the next day. They needed to know what their Alpha had gotten himself mixed up in. I needed their help to successfully protect Karen. I needed their support, and they needed to know what was coming. I hurried to the packhouse the next day to see my uncle. I had promised Karen that I wouldn't be long. She wasn't comfortable with me leaving her, and I knew I couldn't take a human to the packhouse. I knew she was yet to accept the fact that I was a werewolf and she was the only human in the house she was in, but she had no choice. This was her new reality.

So it released him, and before he could recover from his earache, Jax immediately launched at him. Jax human form is gone, his wolf has completely taken over him. And it savagely bitten the man, which is a stray vampire. The man’s strength was nothing compared to Jax’s wolf, which has been itching to get out for how many years. And now that it has finally gotten out, it’s putting all its energy at pulling every part of the man.

The looming threat of the rogue werewolves, now more organized and dangerous than ever, had forced even the most rivalrous clans to unite under a common cause. Alex Robert Macrobat, a 30-year-old werewolf and mother, stood beside her son, Prince Kai. Alex’s journey from a human to a werewolf had been marked by tragedy and transformation. She had embraced her new identity after her mother was killed by a werewolf, leading her to the United States where she met her werewolf clan and learned to control her werewolf form. Alex eventually gave birth to Kai, who inherited her werewolf genes and bore a striking resemblance to his father, Kim.

How could anyone keep stealing for fun without thinking of the consequences? He ripped one photograph off the board and tore it into little pieces. The anger made his arms start to grow bigger and clawy but he steeled himself and willed his anger back inside where it needed to stay for now. If he were to let the beast out, it would go straight to Gina and Liana, then tear both of them apart. It had taken all his willpower not to destroy them on that night. Killing them would mean less suffering for them but he needed them to suffer more than he had.

Roger walks over to her and goes down on his knees, "Jessica I need to tell you something, I'm not a normal guy, there is something different about me. Fifty years ago, I was hiking in the mountains of Romania and got attacked by an animal, I lost a lot of blood and was in the hospital for weeks on the edge of life, then suddenly I started healing fast, the doctors were at a loss and couldn't explain it. I left the hospital as if nothing happened. That night I was visited by a strange man who told me it was him that attacked me and that he was a werewolf, I laughed it off but he transformed in from of me and told me that soon I will be able to do the same. That moment I was scared out of my

It will be better if I can pass out at once. The black wolf in front of me evaporated like a thick gray mist on a cold morning. In less than five seconds, the misty wolf was replaced by another young man of Justin's age who stood with his hands on his hips. He grinned at Justin and me. I practically slapped Justin's arm muscles and made my palms heat on my own. “Who is he?” I whispered to Justin. “He's just juggling, isn’t he?” Justin looked at me in surprise. “Extremely not! He is a wolf-shifter! You still don't know?”

Lory’s POV It has been one week since the day I learned that Jackson and the others are werewolves. According to them, I, too, am a werewolf, but I think they’re mistaken. I don’t feel any different; I’m still me. Werewolves change shape for the first time when they turn 18, but I didn’t. Their wolves live alongside them and take over when their human side permits it. I don’t have a wolf inside me. I’m convinced that they’re wrong about that—or perhaps I’m just the unfortunate one who was born without a wolf in my pack and, as a result, was raised by humans. That all sounds logical, but Jackson and Dave refuse to believe it.