A Miracle Silver Wolf Novels & Stories

I mumble, going behind the car as I sat down and closed my eyes. I breathed calmly, trying to reconnect with Silver. Since I've accepted him as a mate, Silver will finally be able to speak with me. However, as time passed there was no response from Silver. I opened my eyes. "Huh? Didn't it work?" Janice came beside me, "What is it?" She asked in almost a whisper. She was starting to speak after being quiet for a while. I glanced at her. "I'm still not able to connect with my wolf..."

her majesty speaks after a while with so much emotion in her voice (( We must see for our selves, send them in )) {{ yes your majesty }} I make my exit and find the she wolf still clingling onto the prince and waiting where I left them, she is a rather strange one she's the first person I've seen with an aura of silver,it looks like moonbeams and it is quite mesmerizing. It also makes it impossible to tell if she's friend or foe, the most I can do is trust master Skaii and his judgement as he called her his friend. {{ Please follow me }} Jewels POV

There was a legend though long ago about a silver wolf that became the embodiment of the moon. He hadn’t known much about the legend behind the silver wolf, but Maddox had filled me in with the rest. The legend goes that a wolf had been blessed by the Moon itself because the wolf was a protector. It had been gifted with renowned strength and speed that the wolf became known as the Ghost wolf.

You still have to suffer my rage that you always do it your own way–Don’t die. Silver POV That damn wolf reduced my body to a shapeless body, against those two I had to use up the energy I had eaten before I got to their world. I didn’t think they would be able to resist my moorings and even reduce me to this state. “My sovereign, you have returned, but what happened to you?” “Dylan, prepare the black chamber, I absolutely must return to my senses...they’re more resilient than I could have imagined, especially that lightning companion of yours.”

I heard screams in the distance. “They’ve broken through the border,” Silvercloud announced as he shifted, leaping off the steps with a growl. His wolf was impressive with fur as dark as a raven’s wing, but yet like his surname suggests, there were random wisps of silver in his fur, making it appear to shine. Now isn’t the time to gawk or comment. Now it’s time to fight. I shifted as well, leaping past Silvercloud, knowing Mikali was taking up my right.

And now that she was back, she healed me again. Warm tears slipped down my cheeks. I pressed my hand to my mouth, overwhelmed. The hall exploded with noise. “It’s her—!” “The Silver Wolf!” “The goddess-blessed one!” “A true Royal descendant!” “A miracle!” “She—she’s glowing!” Wolves began dropping to their knees one by one, heads bowed, their voices trembling with respect. “A Silver Wolf…” “It can’t be…” “They are almost extinct!” “She’s… she’s sacred.” Everyone bowed. Everyone… except Damon.

"Yeah. It’s starting to feel like we don’t know half of what’s going on with you." I shook my head quickly. "It’s not like that. I swear. I actually have good news, really good news." I took a breath, a smile tugging at my lips. "I’ve found my wolf… and she’s a silver wolf." Both Zinnia and June exchanged a skeptical glance before turning their eyes back on me. "Sure," Zinnia muttered flatly. I blinked, not sure how to prove it until I caught a flicker of silver in my reflection.

Pride swelled in my chest as I saw the confident way he stood, his silver eyes still recognizable even in his wolf form. But then—Miriella stepped out from the trees. And the world seemed to stop. Her wolf was white. Not pale grey, not cream—pure, glowing, snow-white. The crowd gasped louder this time, whispers breaking out around us like a wave. Margaret stepped forward, her hand to her mouth in disbelief. Rhys just kept shaking his head like he couldn’t believe his eyes. “What… what does it mean?” I asked Kai, my voice trembling.

He heard his wolf said in his head. The lake was free and silent unlike some other days. He decided to calm down first before summoning his wolf. His bones cracked, his eyes changed from black to brown and in no time, the fur covered up his wolf form revealing a silver wolf. It was a miracle that his wolf was silver when no one has seen anything like that in the pack. And also it was a timber wolves, timber wolves were meant to be a mix of gray and brown with canine and long bushy tails that are often black in color.

"We don't want humans aware of our existence. I already told you nobody wants to kill you." She relaxed a little. "How do you do that with your voice?" "I am the Alpha, leader of the pack, your new leader," he said. "There is a hierarchy around here." "So I have to listen to whatever you say?" "You still have free will if that's what you're asking. But wolves automatically respect their Alpha. It's natural to follow a leader." "Do we change into wolves on the full moon? Will silver bullets kill us?"