Romans & histoires Werewolf Leon

***LEONARD'S POV*** My name is Leonard Korun, I am a nineteen-year-old werewolf from the Crescent pack, a small pack in Florida. Both my mother and father were the betas of the pack until my father went missing three years ago. Rumors around the pack are that my father ran away because he was ashamed to have an omega as a son.

Allison's POV "How are they?" Walking into the room, I asked Tiana. "They were tranquilized to sleep. Two of them..." She shook her head dejectedly. Sighing I nodded. All my years as Luna, this is the most difficult part of the job. Having to console a wolf who lost their partner. It is a feeling that I hope to never experience. Some weres are never able to heal from such and they end up being aggressive. "Where are they?" I asked referring to the weres that have shown aggressive tendencies.

They were too great in numbers. The loud chattering of the curious crowd became silent as we saw our leader Bazaar Wharr accompanied by 7 of his strongest werewolf hunters. Werewolf hunters were the ones who search for werewolves and capture them so we can learn about their weaknesses. Over the years they have managed to find one weakness of them and that was metal or the piece of iron I saw within the werewolf boy I foolishly saved years ago. It can weaken and kill them if aimed at the right spot of their body. All eyes gazed upon Bazaar a 40-year-old white hair and dark eye man. He was in his armour with his sharp sword at his side. He was quite fit for his age and looked younger.

He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage. Recently, Grey had not sent Vampires to the Werewolf and Lycan territory and it was quite suspicious. The Werewolfs and Lycans felt that he's planning something big and want a new leader who can take him down and they thought and decided that no one else could defeat a vampire as strong as Grey if not Kyle. But they won't allow Kyle be the leader until he gets married. Marriage was a sign of a responsible adult to them and they wanted a responsible leader who can fight their sworn enemy. After weighing his options, Kyle glanced at

Lola asked. The employee did not even look at her, “That is classified information.” He pointed at the screen which showed a map, “So Lola. Your DNA had a unique resemblance to werewolf DNA. The DNA will give you the ability to transform into a werewolf. All we know about werewolves is that they used to live in packs and have a strict hierarchy inside these packs. Basically, Alpha and Luna are the highest, then beta and omega is the lowest. As far as we know they could transform whenever they want, and the status of the moon had no influence. They lived in rural areas far away from civilization, preferably forest areas. We suggest you start looking at the biggest forest right here; the Tonga

Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence. "Ezra William" Selina didn't care anymore. She looked at the wolf beside her and called out a familiar name. That black-haired wolf was indeed Ezra William. It understood and leaned forward to let Selina climb up and sit on her back. Ezra commanded the remaining two wolves, "You two should dispose of her body." The other two Wolves received the order and transformed into a human to quickly clean up the body. The two wolves had now turned into two highly handsome men.

'Caroline, this is nothing compared to yesterday" she replied, grinning slightly. He took his place on another stool and waved his hand casually, and instantly I was able to pull myself off the bench again. "What did you just do? How did you do it?" What he's been doing so far looks like magic, but it can't be real magic, can it? "Just like a werewolf, Leykan's power is also affected by the moon. Have you ever heard of the moon's gravity?" he asked me.

His eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief, as if he reveled in his newfound powers. As they ventured deeper into the secret cave, they encountered more guards. Alice transformed into her wolf form, charging towards the weakest link in their defense. Vivian joined the fray, exploiting the opening in the guards' formation. Together, they took down the eight guards, and Leo stepped forward, sinking his fangs into each of them, turning them into zombie werewolves. The rest of the pack emerged from the shadows, attempting to encircle Alice and her companions. Undaunted, Alice and Vivian stood firm in their wolf forms, while Leo remained unfazed, his smirk still in place, flanked by his newfound zo

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

I just didn't care for it. I caught a glimpse of him before he opened his door and came inside. All I could see was his body. He was wearing a crisp gray shirt, buttoned low enough to catch a glimpse of his bronzed chest, and a pair of black pants that were simple enough. His hair was smoothed back again, giving him a look of refined polish. But with the overbearing shape of his muscled body and the cat-like slant of his eyes it was impossible to dismiss him as simply polished. No, Leon was too rugged for polished.