This is a story/collection of all the AWESOME! WEREWOLF books I have ever read of ever hope to and I was hoping of sharing these stories to the WORLD! these are my favourite Werewolf books on wattled that I hope that you will love as much as I do. NOTE: NONE OF THE BOOKS ON HERE ARE MINE THEY BELONG TO THE FABULOUS AUTHORS OF WATTLED I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING. THIS COVER PICTURE IS NOT MINE EITHER. P.S the front cover is done by Safiru on Devianart so go check it out

Mena is a warrior. She is fierce, feral and fearless. Ares is an Alpha. He is strong, stoic and savage. - After being orphaned at a young age, Mena has always been determined to be the best. After years of training she proves herself by becoming one of her pack's Head Warriors, as well as her Alpha's Shadow. She has no time for potential mates or relationships, her duty and training taking most of her time. She's happy with that, and refuses to give any potentials the time of day. Ares is perfectly content leading alone, not having time for a nuisance in the form of a mate. He might reconsider if all of his potentials so far weren't weak, soft little girls who whimpered at the mere sight of him, but that hasn't happened yet. His pack is known for producing strong, vicious warriors. They are suffering without a Luna, though, so he decides to give his next potential a chance. He might be able to make her stronger, turn her into a fierce female that deserves to be at his side. He has no idea that his next potential could be too fierce for him to handle. -

*ORIGINAL STORY, WRITTEN IN 2015, COMPLETED & EDITED IN 2016.* BOOK I of the "Making her" Series "The Wolf, the Human & the Vampire" I, Daciana Lupu, was sent to live with my grandmother in Transylvania where I was told not to wander on full-moon nights. I didn't know what it meant until the day of my coming of age. "It smells too sweet...too sweet to be true" I heard the seductive voice of a blood-sucking creature that attacked me in the middle of the night, but... "If you had stayed back home, like an obedient little girl, you would have made my job easier" ...I was saved by another night creature covered in fur. Despite their differences and first intentions, in the end, they had the same goal: make me their belonging. Should I let my self be bitten by the blood-sucking wanderer? Or should I let myself be bitten by the man-beast that roams on full-moon nights? What's my fate?