Story cover for We Howl  by Deadmanhowlin
We Howl
  • WpView
    Reads 49
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 7m
  • WpView
    Reads 49
  • WpVote
    Votes 4
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
  • WpHistory
    Time 7m
Ongoing, First published Sep 14, 2025
I ran from the monster in the woods until I met his eyes and stopped breathing.

Tait is a werewolf with golden eyes, auburn fur, and a presence that rattles something deep inside me. He was supposed to kill me. Instead, he's watching me like I matter.

Now I'm caught between fear and fascination, between the world I knew and one I was never meant to see. And if I'm not careful, I'll lose more than my heart.
All Rights Reserved
Sign up to add We Howl to your library and receive updates
or
Content Guidelines
You may also like
You may also like
Slide 1 of 9
Lunar Phases cover
THE CONTRACT (The Chosen Series #2) cover
Dark Moon cover
Aura cover
The Darkest Temptation ✔️ cover
Left Outside Alone cover
2.3 | Saving Amber ✔️ cover
Her Human Mate - lost magic | 18+ cover
The Heiress and The Alpha cover

Lunar Phases

6 parts Ongoing Mature

"You are sure you won't eat me." I mock again. "No promises," he winks. Should I be concerned? "I bet you would be delicious." Is this flirting, or is he actually thinking about eating me? The server brings over our order. Evander devours his food. It is concerning and impressive how fast he wolved it down, pun intended, I guess. "You know I've always been team Edward." My attempt at changing the subject from me being food. "The undead blood sucking demon?" "I assume you don't approve." My mocking tone gets under his skin, and I enjoy this more than I should. "Yes, why not? He gets to live forever, never gets cold, is super fast, and reads minds." "Mmf, not to quote Jacob, but I am alive. I have heat, primal instincts, and I prefer to live fully rather than live forever." Primal instincts, I wonder what all of that could entail. Why do I find that more attractive than scary? "The heat could help," I admit as I pull the jacket closer to my body. He smirks, but there's a flicker of something darker in his eyes. "So you'd rather cuddle with a corpse than burn with a beast?" That's an oddly intriguing thought, I'll admit. I raise an eyebrow. "Depends on the beast, I guess." He leans in slightly, elbows on the table, voice low. "Careful, Aylin. You're flirting with fire."