Enthralled By Silver Novels & Stories

And what did Harleen mean when she said her brother had finally found me? The puzzle pieces didn’t quite fit together, leaving me bewildered and intrigued. My gaze met the silver-eyed man, and I found myself lost in the intensity of his stare. It was as if he were admiring a masterpiece, and I was the subject of his admiration. The sensation was both exhilarating and unsettling, leaving me breathless and captivated. The intense gaze between me and the silver-eyed man was broken again as the other man began to speak. His voice, filled with curiosity and excitement, drew my attention away from the captivating intensity of the silver-eyed man’s stare.

“Understood, I'll prepare it in your room anyways here he comes.” Lilianith dispersed into shadows as Silver arrived to where Skyla was sitting, he leaned on the table and looked at Skyla with a dreamy look on his face. “What's with that look?” “I'm just looking at my dear and wondering how she could be this beautiful, makes me pale in comparison to you.” “Yeah right handsome, don't think I haven't seen the fangirls you have trailing you. But today they'll know who owns you.” “I cannot argue with that, so should we have this dance?” Silver asked and got off the bar, he extended his hand to her and smiled.

My blood turned to ice. “She must not live,” Silver continued coldly. “If she dies, Rylan will finally look at me. Really look at me with love.” The man recoiled. “You’re crazy,” he muttered. “This is insane.” Silver’s lips curled into a twisted smile. “Crazy?” she echoed softly. “No. I’m desperate. What I want I must get it. And whoever stops me will die.” My heart was pounding so violently I thought it might give me away.

The last time she saw this butterfly, Miren was surprised, but this is the second time she saw silver butterflies appear on the villa grounds. This place was also frequented by small animals, but those animals were all merely examples of the typical flora and fauna that could be found in the nearby forest. Only this silver butterfly belonged to a category that could not be described as "ordinary." Silver butterflies are creatures that can only be produced through the use of magic.

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

“This is the agreement you need to sign before becoming the Luna. Sign it. Hurry up! We can arrange the marking ceremony later. Lilith is still waiting for me.” Alexander tapped his fingers impatiently against the wooden table. Even at a monumental moment like this, his mind was entirely occupied by Lilith, who was currently suffering through her full moon heat. Only the herbal broth brewed by his own hands could soothe her agonizing pain. I stared down at the ancient, weathered parchment, a sudden chill seeping through my fingertips.

The silver censer was gleaming bright under the spotlights, stealing everyone’s attention. Xyla was attracted and drawn to the silver censer. A strong possessive feeling rose up within her.

---- Silverfang Pack--Alpha Carlo’s Throne Room The throne room of Silverfang reeked of blood, musk, and dominance. Alpha Carlo—the Terror of the SOUH—sat motionless upon his massive throne carved from black pearls, bleached bones, and the cured skins of long-dead slaves. His presence alone bent the air. One heavy arm rested against the throne’s edge, rings glinting like sharpened claws, his golden eyes half-lidded as though bored by existence itself. Below him, several elders sat stiffly, their voices reduced to cautious whispers. No one ever raised their voice in Carlo’s presence unless they wished to lose it—along with their tongue.

I transformed mid-run, allowing Silver to take charge. The sun was up high, the leaves casting delicate patterns on the forest floor. The trees swayed gently in the breeze, and the woods smelled like fresh pine, giving me a healthy vibe of heaven on Earth. Silver jumped from space to space, enjoying the cool feel of the woods. From the periphery of our eyes, she caught sight of a large idling stone. She ran to the top of the stone and, without warning, released a loud howl that erupted from her throat without reserve.