“I, Volvo Blackwood, Alpha of the Slaw crest pack banish you, Silver colt from the werewolf world.” Born under the shade of tragedy, Silver’s birth is considered a curse to her family–the death of her father and the pain of labour of her mother. She was deprived of her worth and foists to love as an Omega. Her joy is restored on her eighteenth birthday when she gets her wolf and finds her mate. Although a tragedy happens as she is found in the act, tearing the flesh of Blackwood, Volvo’s cousin but like most Alpha heirs, Volvo rejects their bond, shattering all hopes of the weak young wolf. A sinister betrayal shatters her world. Framed for a crime she didn’t commit, Silver is banished to the human world, leaving behind the only life she has ever known. Just as she begins to rebuild herself, she stumbles upon a terrifying truth—Jackson Blackwood, the cousin she once killed in self-defense, is alive, thriving, and hiding dark secrets. When she uncovers a deadly underground society harvesting werewolf blood, Silver realizes she is their next target. Haunted by her past and hunted in her present, Silver must make a choice: run, or face the problem at hand. With the help of the enigmatic Seth Coleman, a notorious wolf hunter, she unlocks the strength she never knew she had. But as she returns to reclaim her destiny, shocking truths come to light—her own sister, Amelia, has been pulling the strings all along, orchestrating Silver’s downfall for power and revenge. She faces the ultimate test. Will she reclaim her place, or will she forge a new destiny? Can she resist the pull of her past love, or will she embrace the future with the one who truly stands by her side?
view morePOV: Silver ColtThe pack hall was ablaze with crimson lanterns, each one casting flickering shadows across the polished wood and stone floors. The scent of roasted venison and spiced mead mingled with the faint metallic tang of blood—an ancient reminder that this was not just a celebration, but a ritual bound in power. Tonight, under the Red Moon, every eye in Moonveil would be on the feast, every whisper carrying weight.I stepped inside, my chest tight, trying to ignore the nerves coiling in my stomach. I wasn’t entirely sure why I felt so exposed, standing among alphas, betas, and seasoned warriors. But something about the gathering—the knowing glances, the subtle hierarchies—made me hyper-aware of my own weakness.Amelia sat near the far end of the hall, an effortless picture of poise and control. Her golden hair gleamed under the lanterns, her smile radiant, though her eyes were sharp, calculating. I swallowed hard, remembering the night before. Her promise of friendship had fel
POV: Silver ColtThe training yard was silent under the silver glow of the moon, save for the rhythmic thud of my boots against the stone path. Sweat clung to my hair and back, each movement from the drills leaving my muscles aching, but I welcomed the pain. It was a sign—proof that I was trying, pushing myself beyond the weak, trembling omega that had been rejected, abandoned.Lesiana approached, his steps measured, the shadows of the torchlight glinting off his sharp features. My stomach twisted. There was something comforting about his presence, a warmth I hadn’t felt since Volvo’s rejection. And yet… I couldn’t shake the whisper of unease that clung to the edges of my mind.“Silver.” His voice was low, calm, almost hypnotic. It cut through the night air like silk over steel. “Enough for tonight. You’ll injure yourself if you push further.”I lowered my practice sword, muscles trembling. “I can’t… I won’t be weak anymore. I need to be strong—strong enough that no one looks at me an
POV: SilverThey say scars tell stories. If that’s true, mine will one day read like a tragedy no one asked for.The training yard smelled of dust, sweat, and crushed grass. The morning mist still clung to the edges of the fence, ghostly tendrils curling over the wooden rails as if reluctant to let the day begin. All around me, warriors barked orders and clashed in pairs, the thud of bodies meeting the dirt echoing like drums in my chest.I hated this place.Not because of the pain—though there was plenty of that—but because it reminded me of how small I was in this world. How easily I could be broken.I tightened the straps on my sparring gloves, willing my hands not to tremble. My assigned partner for today—Darren—stood a few feet away, stretching his arms with a smirk tugging at his lips. He was taller than me by a head and twice as broad, his muscles corded from years of combat. And he looked at me not as an equal, but as prey.“Ready, Omega?” he asked, his tone dripping with mock
POV: Silver The moon hung low over Slaw crest Pack, its silver light pouring through my bedroom window like a silent confession as I stared at the window. It was late—so late the world outside my walls was silent except for the whisper of leaves brushing in the night wind. I should have been asleep, exhausted after the emotional drain of the day, but my mind refused to settle.Every time I closed my eyes, Amelia’s smile returned to me—warm, friendly, yet somehow lingering too long in my thoughts. There was comfort in it, the kind that made you lean closer without realizing you were stepping into a snare. I didn’t know why I trusted her so quickly, but she’d been my only real warmth since… since him.I pushed away thoughts of Volvo, of that rejection that had hollowed me out and left me raw. Tonight wasn’t for that pain. I was trying—desperately—to let my thoughts drift somewhere else.But then I saw it.It was small enough that I might have missed it if the moonlight hadn’t caught th
POV: Silver ColtThe Slawcrest Packhouse was quieter than usual that afternoon. Even the hallways, usually filled with the chatter of omegas cleaning or warriors stomping in from training, seemed to hold their breath. My footsteps echoed against the polished wooden floor as I carried the laundry basket toward the servants’ quarters. The scent of fresh pine drifted in from the open windows, mingling with the faint, sweet aroma of lavender soap.Although the decree of my banishment came from Volvo, but seeing me leave couldn’t be bearable to him. All was based on pack pressure. “No…” he screamed, voice cutting through the already tensed air. “I can’t see Silver just leave like that.”It should have been peaceful, but it wasn’t.The rejection still clung to me like a second skin—Alpha Volvo’s cold words replayed over and over in my head like a cruel mantra I couldn’t silence. Even days later, my chest ached as though my wolf and I had both been branded with those three words: I reject y
POV: Silver Colt“They put me in chains before sunrise. But my heart had already been imprisoned the night before.”The stone floor was colder than any winter I’d ever known. The thought of me facing those Elders again. If Silver could face insults and humiliation for not doing my chores properly, then what would be of me when this wicked cousin of mine expose my murder. They hadn't bothered to clean the blood from my skin before they dragged me down here.“I always said this girl was a witch.” “Send her to the Forgotten Vale.” “A curse to her family. Caused the death of her father, caused pain to her mother and now the death of a leader.”“Kill her! Kill her! Kill her!” The shouts and screams throbbed my head like a band. I always knew the pack hated me, but not to the extent of my death. For a moment, the call for my death was what dominated the chaos that filled the pack.Dirt clung to me like judgment. My wrists ached where the shackles bit deep. Every breath echoed against t
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