Werewolf App Novels & Stories

his cousin confirmed. “He pushed me away.” Zeev inhaled from his nose and exhaled through his mouth. “That guy is really something. Your alpha pheromone didn’t work on him either?” The other werewolf thought for a second. “It did. But he was too guarded. He doesn’t want to be marked.” Zeev teasingly clicked on his tongue and got their bags. “I’ll do it next time. Come on. It’s time for us to go home, too.”

He started laughing at the wolf who was staring at him. “Turn,” Raphael said. The animal shook his head. Raphael pulled out a wooden stake and held out some leaves. He threw some silvery content at the wolf and it shrunk away. “Lolita,” Raphael said. The wolf’s body physically drooped, as if admitting defeat. I thought it was weird that he was talking to a wild animal and it was listening to him. Then I remembered the wolf at the mayors. Did the people of Arthforde keep wolves as pets?

Eta Wolf Suzette said, trying to move away from her. ■■■■ Letharia Vulpina is also known as 'wolf lichen.' It is a neon-green moss that has been used to weaken werewolves for several days. As long as you can see it in the dark and keep away from it, the effects will wear off quickly. But if it is disturbed by sunlight or water, then it will grow even more violent. Rook Theia started laughing like crazy seeing her condition. Just at that moment, Eta Wolf Suzette sees King Denzell who is probably coming to see her.

As soon as I step outside, I see why my waitress was certain I was a wolfbagger. A large advertisement with a werewolf model on it is plastered on a shiny new building across the street—another werewolf pairing agency offering true love at a price. I sadly read the bold, eye-catching print, "Looking for your happily ever after? You might just be a werewolf's, fated mate. Apply inside."

"Dear valued customer, our system detects you are already bonded to a vampire mate. We do not recommend purchasing a second supernatural being. Vampires are very possessive, you know. ??" I typed back with a sad face. "I can't afford to keep that vampire anymore." The rep sent a helpless-looking emoji. "If you insist, we will do our best to ensure the werewolf's safety." "What do you mean?" "It means if that vampire shows up, we will equip the werewolf with anti-vampire gear, like garlic spray, a silver collar, that sort of thing." "...Thanks," I replied, hesitating for a moment before clicking 'Purchase.' "Enjoy your new companion."

Jossie's POV: There is a beer produced by werewolves called, 'Wolfweiser.' It's brewed and spiked with wolfsbane. It's about the only beer wolves prefer. Because, its effects on us are stronger than the average beer. The cans are purple with the logo in bold gold. There is a wolf howling towards the moon on it. Wolfweiser is used at large backyard parties. There are a few knock-off brands but nothing beats drinking a Wolfweiser. Before I left Nathalie's apartment she gave me a can. "Don't come into work today. Just stay home and try to relax," she insisted. "Drink one of these if you feel like you're about to shift and give me a call."

The decision was not made lightly, and I have taken the time to ensure that this leadership change reflects the needs and values of our pack. As such, I am submitting my application for official recognition as the pack leader by the association's established guidelines. Attached are the required documents, including written verification from all pack members, a detailed summary of my leadership qualifications, and a statement outlining our pack's commitment to upholding the values and responsibilities expected within the werewolf community. These include our dedication to protecting our territory, fostering alliances with neighboring packs, and ensuring the safety and well-being of all membe

Despite her rejection, she didn't want to settle for less, and rightly so. I nodded, immediately understanding. Rejection was never easy, especially for werewolves who were so deeply connected to their mates. That's where our app came in. We helped rejected and neglected wolves find love among each other to help them move on from their rejected mates. Not everyone was destined to find their true mate—take me, for example. "Do we have any potential matches in mind?" I asked, leaning forward eagerly. Lara nodded, her curls bouncing with each movement. While I was in charge of designing and upgrading the app, she was in charge of finding the perfect match for our clients.

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!