Mates Werewolf の小説・ストーリー

Instead, it brought a new level of understanding, compassion, and strength to their community. With the support of the pack, Andrea, Jax, and Rachel embarked on a journey of discovery. They sought to redefine the boundaries of love within their werewolf society, challenging long-held beliefs and prejudices. They organized gatherings, where werewolves from different packs came together to share their experiences and perspectives on love and relationships. These gatherings became a catalyst for change, fostering understanding and unity among the supernatural community.

"He means no harm-” "Shut up!" Martha screamed. "He's after your brother and has kidnapped your brother's mate! He wants Leroy's blood! He wants to suck him dry-" "No, Nathan isn't a maniac. He would never. Why would he want Leroy's blood? He's a human-" "You imbecile," Martha chuckled. "That man is a werewolf and wants Leroy's blood to awaken his genes. "He used you and that's all there is to it-"

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

Father scowled. "It was just a peek father, nothing more." I defended. "And nothing would have gone wrong for I am too beautiful for anyone to do harm." I turn to him and huffed. Mother laughs lightly while father's scowl deepens. "Rue you must understand that your beauty will not save you from these kind. My kind and yours. You are still part werewolf, a hybrid. These people do not like hybrids." Mating with a witch who is considered a werewolves enemy was frowned upon. Even though mother created healing potions for their kind they had still not accepted her as one of their own.

Kenji mumbled to himself. But then, Maddie was sweating so hard. It seemed like she was having a hard time breathing. Inside her dream: “Mom and Dad?” “Denise! Run!” Her mom screamed and then her head was crushed by that werewolf. ‘Huh? Why am I seeing this scene again? I want to save them!’ Maddie thought. She then ran away but the werewolf jumped in front of her and stopped her from running. Her eyes widened and then she was killed by the werewolf instantly.

I hesitated to tell her more, but it would be better if I got it all out. “Hope, there’s more,” I said. She immediately looked wary. “I know I said I was ready for your secrets, but I’m not sure I really am,” she confessed. “This one is a good one,” I said with a smile, praying that she would see it that way. She looked at me expectantly. “Werewolves get their wolf at eighteen. After that, their wolf is always looking for their mate. We mate with just one wolf, someone that the moon goddess picked for us. It’s called fated mates.”

he sat on the bed and gestured for me to sit down too. "Lycanthrope, also known as werewolf, is a person who can shape-shift into a wolf either purposely or after being placed under a curse or affliction, often a bite or the occasional scratch from another werewolf. They transform into their beastly nature on the night of a full moon. Most of them get their soulmates from the age of 17 - 20. Depending on when the moon goddess had decided to pair you with a mate…." "Soul mate? Moon Goddess?" I interrupted.

I quickly reached for my laptop, opened it, and searched everything about werewolves, alphas, and mates on G****e. Unfortunately, the search didn't provide a clear picture. However, I did understand that alphas are the leaders of their packs, the strongest and most respected. With a heavy heart, I keyed in another search query: "What is a mate in the Werewolf world?" My heart skipped a beat as an avalanche of revelations cascaded before me. The second article I clicked on nearly compelled a scream to escape my lips. "Mates are like soulmates. Each werewolf has a mate, chosen by the moon goddess, their god," I read aloud, my voice trembling. The implications hit me like a sledgehammer.

As I absorbed this information, I realized that my understanding of werewolves and their societal structures was just beginning, and there was much more to learn Marie then shifted to discussing the fifth faction, her tone growing more somber. "This group could be considered the most formidable and perilous. They have ties to the human underworld, controlling mafia networks, gambling rings, drug trafficking, and various illegal enterprises. Even governments hesitate to confront them. Their leader is Alex, known as the Dark King. He has subdued several Alpha werewolves, turning them into his elite forces. His ambition is to conquer the Werewolves Kingdom. Alex is notorious for his cruelty – m

These forest werewolves were the ones who had taken Stacie’s life, their savagery etched into Claud’s memory like a festering wound. From his hidden vantage point, Claud observed with a cold intensity. He studied the forest werewolves’ movements, noting their numbers-just five in total. They were strong, but Claud knew he was stronger. His transformation into a werewolf had granted him their savage abilities, but tonight he relied solely on his human prowess honed to perfection. Claud’s hands curled into fists as he watched, his elemental powers simmering beneath the surface. He planned his approach meticulously, mapping out his path through the warehouse district. With swift and silent prec