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Werewolf!Reader x Norway – Little Wolf

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Note: A random idea that popped into my head. Might make into a two shot, but idk yet. If anyone wants a second part please leave a comment.
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Trees blurred by you as you sprinted through the forest. The sound of crunching snow could be heard everytime one of your paws hit the ground. The wind blew with all its might in the winter storm, doing nothing to help you see where you were going, or how far away your pursuers were. Why were you running?

Because you were a werewolf.

Your family had been living in (Hometown) since before you were born. Both of your parents were werewolves, so the trait was pasted onto you. You had (h/l), (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes. However, when you were 15 your parents died in a horrific car accident, so you lived by yourself from then on. No one in the town knew you were a werewolf because you kept it a secret, not knowing how they would feel. They all loved you like you were their child and helped whenever they could.

That is, until an hour previous to present time. You were now 19, and you had just gotten off of work. It was late and dark out with no one walking along the deserted streets. Thinking no one was around you had let your wolf ears and tail out to stretch them out. It was a pain to stay in full human form, but what happened next turned your world upside down. Right after you let them out a person screamed, alerting everyone else who was still up. They all saw you and their faces became full of fear, hate, and disgust. All the people who were close to you like family had in a split second turned against you.

You were now running for your life as the sound of guns, yelling, and land rovers could bearly be heard over the storm. You couldn’t tell how far you had ran until you spotted lights in the distance, indicating a town was nearby. Hope filled your heart that you could maybe find a place to hide there and wait till things calmed down.

Another sound of a gun pierced the air as pain shot up your left front leg. You howled in pain, but with all your willpower you continued running. Five minutes later, but what felt like eternity for you, you had made it to the town’s border. You stopped for a second, looking around for anywhere you could hide. Your eyes then fell upon a house, well more like mansion, sitting a bit aways from the town. Not thinking twice you made a break for it. Once you got to it, you hid beneath the porch in the darkest corner.

‘Please don’t look here,’ you prayed over and over again.

The people’s shouts had calmed slightly, but now they were going door to door asking people if they had seen you. They tried tracking you, but the snowstorm had covered your tracks. A few had now made their way to the mansion’s door and they pounded on the door.

“Do you know how late it is? And it’s quite rude to pound on a person’s door that hard,” the person who you suspected lived here said irritably.

“Have you seen a wolf run through here recently?”

“No I can’t say that I have. Why are you looking for a wolf?”

“It’s not just any wolf, it’s a werewolf.”

“There’s no such thing as werewolves.”

“I saw it with my own eyes and it ran to this town. If you ever see a girl with (h/l), (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes that’s who the werewolf is. Her name is (Full Name), and she lived in our town for 19 years before she finally showed her true colors.”

“Whatever. Now if you don’t mind, my family would like to go back to bed without further racket.”

The person then shut the door and the men walked away. One cast a glance in your direction under the porch, but quickly turned away and left. You let out a relieved sigh and you then let exhaustion take over and dull the pain in your leg. You curled up and drifted off into a restless sleep.

----------------Timeskip to morning------------------

You woke to the sound of yelling from within the home. From the sound of it, it sounded like there were at least 4, maybe five people in there. You let out a long yawn and began to stretch only to let out a yelp of pain as you remembered your injured leg. You must have yelped loud enough for the people inside to hear because it got deathly silent. You quickly changed back into your human form; luckily your clothes transformed with you.

Unfortunately, so did your injury and it was pretty bad. The bullet had gone completely through and it had now started to heal. You healed quicker than normal people but not that quick. The door opened slowly and a person stepped down the entryway. He then kneeled down and looked straight into your eyes with his dull, icy blue ones. His face wore no emotion at all. He had short, blonde hair with a seemingly floating curl off to the side and he was wearing a blue sailor outfit? You thought it strange since it was freezing outside.

“What are you doing under our home, jente?” He asked in a monotone voice.

“I g-got lost a-and I didn’t have anywhere to go, so I hid under here to get out of the storm,” it was a half lie, but a lie nonetheless.

His eyes then fell on your arm and slightly widened. You followed his gaze to your arm and tried to cover up the messy wound.

“You’re hurt.”

“I got hit by one of the stray bullets from the people who came storming into town last night.”

His eyes seemed to soften and he held out a hand for you to take. You took it with your good hand and helped you out. Taking your arm he inspected it, but not before being interrupted by a loud voice.

“Hey Norge, what’s taking you so long?”

“Shut it, Dane.”

“Aww, come on don’t be like tha – Hmm and who do we have here?”

You looked up to meet the gaze of a tall man who had on a huge grin. He had on a black coat with a red shirt underneath. For some reason he was wearing a black tie. His blonde hair was messy and all over the place.

“Leave her alone, she’s hurt. Why don’t you make yourself useful and get the first aid kit.”

“Alright, but only because she’s cute,” and with that he went back into the house.

“I didn’t catch your name,” he said, directing his attention to you.

“My name’s (first name) (last name).”

“I’m Lukas, and the idiot Dane who just left was Matthias.”

You nodded in understanding and let him lead you into the house. Although, on the inside you were scared because one person in the house knew your description and your name. He let you sit in the couch in what seemed to be the living room and left to fetch something.

“Hello, are you the girl Matthias was talking about?” a voice asked from next to you, making you jump slightly and almost making your ears and tail come out.

“U-Um, yes.”

“My name’s Tino, and this is Berwald,” motioning to the intimidating man next to him.

“I-I’m (Name).”

“Nice to meet you. Ah! What happened to your arm?” he asked frantically while gently taking it to inspect it.

“She got hit by a stray bullet from the ruckus last night,” Lukas stated, walking back into the room with gauze and bandages while Matthias had the disinfectant.

He then looked around the room as if searching for someone.

“Where’s Emil?”

“He’s still in his room I think,” Tino answered.

“Could you go get him while I tend to (Name)’s wound?”

“Of course!”

Tino then took off and left you to be treated by Lukas. You hissed in pain when he applied the antiseptic, but it went away quickly. You watched as he began to wrap it and noticed he seemed to be thinking about something because he was looking at your wound strangely. Foot steps came down the stairs and Tino came in along with Emil. Emil froze in place the moment his eyes landed on you. His eyes searched you for a moment before widening in slight fear.

“What’s your name?” He asked you hesitantly.

“I-It’s (Name),” you answered slowly, closing your eyes and waiting for the screaming to come.

“Lukas, that’s the person they were talking about last night. They said she was a werewolf.”

Lukas’ eyes looked up at you with shock for a split second before softening at your cowering form. He reached a hand over, making you curl up more and cower away, only for him you pat you on the head.

“Don’t worry you will be safe here.”

Your eyes flew open in shock and locked on to Lukas’ face, trying to find some sort of trickery. You found none. You then looked to the others, and each of their faces said the same, other than Emil’s who was slightly nervous. Tears welled up in your eyes and spilled over only for Tino to come over and wipe them away.

“Woah, so you’re a werewolf? That’s totally cool! Can you turn into a wolf right now?,” Matthias happily yelled out.

You saw Lukas shoot a glare at him and get up, walking over to a now cowering Dane and started choking him with his tie. You let out a giggle at their behavior, causing them all to look at you. They had slight wide eyes and small smiles formed on their faces.

To Lukas, your laugh sounded like an angel’s. It was nothing like all the other laughs he had heard in all his years of existing. He then let go of Matthias, who was sucking in air greedily, and went over to sit next to you again. Emil still kept his deistance, but still didn’t seem to be convinced that you were really a werewolf.

“How do we even know she’s a werewolf? She looks like a normal person to me.”

Everyone once again turned their eyes to you expectantly. Sighing in defeat, you let out your ears and tail, not wanting to fully transform. They all gasped except for Lukas, but you couldn’t tell what was going on in his head. The silence went on for several minutes before Lukas silently brought a hand up to your head, his emotionless eyes asking permission. You gave a small nod and his hand began to softly stroke your canine ears. It felt amazing and you leaned into his touch while your tail thumped on the couch happily, causing Tino and Matthias to let out a chuckle.

“Well that proves it, but what are going to do now? Those people are probably still looking for her and according to Emil they’ve told our whole town who she is,” Tino asked with worry lacing his voice.

“She will have to stay with us till everything calms down,” Lukas answered, still stroking your ears.

Truthfully you weren’t even paying attention to the conversation happening around you. The feeling of Lukas’ hand rubbing and scratching your ears made the world and all the noises with it wash away. You hadn’t even noticed that you had subconsciously laid down on your side with your head in his lap, tail thumping the entire time.

“Lukas, I think you might want to stop scratching (Name)’s ears because I don’t think she’s heard a word we have said,” Tino advised, but grinned at your form.

“Alright,” with that Lukas stopped and the reality came back to you.

You squeaked and quickly got up from his lap, failing to noticed Lukas’ slightly disappointed expression.

“I-I‘m so sorry. I don’t know what came over me,” you apologized with your ears folded back.

“It’s fine,” Lukas stated.

“Ja, anyway now that we have decided what’s gonna happen, can I please scratch your ears?” Matthias said giving you his own set of puppy eyes.

You brought your hands up and covered your ears, shaking your head frantically. You didnty want what had just happened to happen again.

“Leave h’r alone Matthias,” Berwald said, his frown deepening just slightly.

“Alright, alright, but this doesn’t mean I’m giving up on it!”

Sighing in relief, you turned your attention to your arm, noting that it was at least halfway healed. You then let your thoughts roam a bit, thinking how fortunate you had been meeting these kind people. Although, these thoughts also brought back the sad ones, the ones that made you realize that everyone you had grown up with now hated you. You brought your feet up and hugged your knees, curling into a ball with your tail wrapping around yourself.

“What’s wrong (Name)?” Tino inquired, scooting closer to you to put a comforting hand on your back.

“I-It’s just…everything was fine until yesterday. It was just a normal day and I was coming home from work. It was really late so I decided to let my ears and tail out, but someone saw them and screamed,” you sniffed, wiping away the fresh tears with the back of your hand, “Next thing I knew I was fully transformed and running for my life. Everyone I knew had turned against me in the blink of an eye.”

Lukas brought you into a hug the second you stopped speaking, making your eyes go wide as his hand patted your head. Tino kept rubbing your back and Berwald came to place a gentle hand on your shoulder. Matthias gave you a reasuring smile and Emil, though he was still a bit unsure, came over to kneel in front of you and placed a hand on your knee to rub it gently, giving you a small smile.

Thump, Thump, Thump

Some had begun pounding on the door causing you all to jump. Emil got up to look through the door’s peep hole and looked back to everyone with wide eyes.

“It’s the men from yesterday, but there’s a few more of them,” you could hear the fear in his voice.

“Answer the door. I will take (Name) to my magic room,” Lukas answered, “Matthias and Berwald, stay here to keep things under control.”

They all nodded, Matthias having an uncharacteristic serious expression while Berwald’s became more serious as well. Lukas grabbed you had and pulled you along down one of the hallways, clearing the corner of the hallway just before Emil opened the door. Lukas led you to a a bookshelf, muttered some words, and it opened into a room filled with books and vials and everything mythological. Although, even behind the secret door you could hear yelling voices from outside, so you went against the wall to use you enhanced hearing.

“Where is it?!” the man demanded.

“What in the world are you talking about?” Emil stated in a calm voice.

“The werewolf! We know it’s here, now where is it? And don’t say it’s not because someone saw you let a girl in here with the description we gave them.”

“There’s no werewolf here. It’s only my family and -,”

“Enough! Get out of our way or else.”

“Or else what?” Matthias’ voice spoke up in a threatening tone along with the sounds of something hitting the floor.

Their were murmurs and whispers from the men, but it didn’t sound like any of them left.

“Leave,” Berwald stated.

“Fine, I don’t think you crazy lot would have let the thing live anyway. Let’s go men. That werewolf probably isnt here anymore, but mark my words we will be watching you.”

With that footsteps left the porch and slowly faded away. During the conversation you had slowly slid to the floor, curling up into another ball and cried sliently. You felt Lukas kneel beside you and pull you into a warming hug, not saying a word as you cried into his chest. This lasted for a few minutes until you calmed down, sobbing lightly and pulling away.

“S-Sorry,” You whispered.

“It’s fine.”

He then picked you up bridal style and walked out of the room. Everyone was waiting in the living room for both of you to return. Tino saw your shivering form in Lukas’ arms and quickly ran over to try to calm you down. They both walked over to the couch and sat down, you in the middle between them.

“Don’t worry (Name). You’re safe with us and you can stay here as long as you like,” Tino said, trying to cheer you up.

“A-Are you sure? I don’t want to be a burden, and if I stay here those people will come back to try to find me.”

“If they do I’ll cleave them all. Don’t worry, we all like you and we love to have you stay here as long as you let me scratch your – GACK!” Lukas cut him off by choking him.

“If she doesn’t want you touching her ears, don’t try to touch them,” Lukas said sternly.

‘Might as well let him since I’m going to be staying here for awhile,’ you thought, rolling your eyes as you got up to walk over to him.

“He can pet my ears, but only a little bit,” you saw a spark of jealousy flash through Lukas’ icy eyes, but he reluctantly let Matthias go.

As soon as he was free Matthias half pounced on you and began to rub your ears.

“They’re so soft,” he stated, unaware of how hard he was actually rubbing them.

“Matthias that’s enough, you are kind of hurting them,” you murmured through slightly clenched teeth.

He didn’t even seem to hear you and just kept on rubbing your sensitive ears. This was turning out to not be such a good idea. Thankfully Lukas saw your uncomfortable expression and grabbed the Dane’s tie again, dragging him off somewhere. You let out a relieved breath and sat back down on the couch, but you could tell Tino was eyeing your tail though he tried to hide it. You mouth twitched into a small smile as you flicked your tail so it was near his hand. He looked to you for permission before he began to gently run his fingers over it.

“Wow, Matthias was right, your fur is so soft. Berwald you should feel it too,” bringing Berwald’s hand down to softly touch your tail.

Your tail twitched slightly at his sudden touch, but he gently ran his own fingers through the fur, giving a grunt and agreement to Tino. They soon stopped, knowing you probably didn’t want them to go overboard like Matthias did. Lukas had come back in followed by Matthias who was rubbing his now sore neck.

You gave out a long yawn. You hadn’t slept much the previous night, and the events from today had worn you out even if it was still the late afternoon. Your eyes began to drope, but you struggled to keep them open. You felt yourself being lifted up by strong arms and pressed into a warm body. Snuggling into the warmth, you barely heard Lukas tell the others he was taking you up to the guest room. Within a couple minutes you were placed on a soft bed as Lukas brought the blanket over your half conscious form.

“Thank you,” you muttered sleepily before falling fast asleep.

“Good night, little wolf,” Lukas whispered, gently planting a ghost of a kiss on your forehead.

To be continued?