Enthralled By Silver Novels & Stories

Beside her, Elias was a silhouette of jagged obsidian, his wings tucked tight against the shimmering pressure of the room. ​"The Council wanted to mine this to power their machines," Elias whispered, his voice echoing with a metallic resonance. "But they don't understand the chemistry. This silver isn't a fuel, Rhea. It’s a mirror. It amplifies whatever intent is poured into it. If they try to take it by force, it will shatter the continent."

It was empty. "The Silver Moonstone isn't just jewelry, Maya," Cillian said, leaning against the wall for support. "It contains the concentrated lunar essence of the First Alpha. For centuries, the Vane family—the Silver-Backs—have held it. It acts as a dampener. It keeps our scent hidden from humans and, more importantly, it keeps the peace between the packs."

Her body began to glow, and color returned to her pale cheeks. "Continue!" the crone shouted. "Don't stop!" I pushed the dagger deeper. More light streamed from my body. I felt myself emptying out, becoming a hollow shell. But it was worth it. If she could live, it was all worth it. The silver blade sank completely into my heart. The altar exploded with a blinding light, illuminating the entire hall like daylight. And then, everything went dark.

“Then I'll make you fall in love with me.” A chill went down my spine when he challenged me. My breath caught in my throat. He moved closer until his chest was right next to my ear. His warm breath was tickling my skin, making me shudder. "You'll beg for me, you’ll beg for my love and attention. I promise you, princess.” He smiled slyly. I shook my head. “I'm going to make you scream out my name so many times that your throat hurts, and you're begging for mercy.” His eyes glinted with amusement and I felt disgusted at what I saw in his eyes. It's just filled with lust, pure lust for my body. His hot breath made my knees weak.

The tantalizing aroma wafts through the air, a stark contrast to the heaviness that hangs over me. Silver's smile, warm and comforting as always, fails to elicit a response from me. My mind is still consumed by the haunting conversation I overheard, replaying their words over and over again. "Were they really discussing my elimination?" I ponder silently, my brows furrowed in deep contemplation. Unbeknownst to me, Silver has been attempting to engage me in conversation, her gentle voice reaching my ears like a distant echo. Her attempts to break through the barrier of my thoughts go unnoticed, my attention fully consumed by the weight of the revelation.

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

Elena grumbled. Silver shrugged her shoulder and popped another fries to her mouth. She tucked in her chocolate hair to the back of her ears before looking at Elena, “I think they make a good match. She’s brilliant, Matthew is brilliant too, and she’s nice. And they’ve been spending amazing times together. I feel something between them.” Silver said.

"No need shifting. Just enter now. Don't worry; nothing bad will happen to you." I nodded, and then I quickly followed her words. Soon as I stepped into the barrier, a silver smoke shrouded me, giving me a pleasant feeling. I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment, and soon as I opened it, the reflection of myself reflected in the silver surface of the barrier. My hair changed color to a silver color; my eyes gained a silver color. My skin has become paler, but it has also been made translucent by my silver eyes. "Wow!" Rana's mouth dropped open as if she was surprised herself with all this beauty.

And I was done living like a secret. Done being protected into silence. If the world wanted to hunt the silver fox, it was going to learn something my mother’s bloodline had always known: Silver doesn’t break easily. And foxes? Foxes don’t stay caged.

He sighs, “Okay, we’ll start with the least pure, which I’m sure you’ll be absolutely fine with, and work our way up to the bar of pure silver we found on some human on our lands. We have no idea what he planned to do with it; it’s literally an ingot of the stuff.” He points to a solid bar of silver with the sterling mark on it, she hums, “But it’s definitely the ‘good’ stuff.” She nods, she wanted to start at the hard end, but understands his caution.