Espio X Silver Novels & Stories

“Yeah.” Riven’s voice carried, angry and loud. “You swore the bomb would finish them! The ambush! Everything!” Mira’s voice stayed cool. “I gave locations. Plans. They’re stronger than you thought. Smarter.” Riven slammed his fist on the table. “I don’t care! The last Silverfang dies tonight. Bloodline ends. City’s mine.” Kael’s rage went cold. He signaled—go. Doors kicked in hard. The team stormed the cabin. The fight was brutal and short.

He was tall—easily 6'5"—with hair so dark it swallowed the light and features so sharp they looked sculpted from granite. The air around him shimmered with suppressed power, the kind that didn't need to be displayed to be understood. ​ As I approached the table with a tray of fresh bacon, keeping my gaze locked on the tablecloth, a sudden, almost physical force slammed into me. It wasn't Kael's power, but something deeper, a jolt that went straight to my core. The bacon grease sizzled, and I nearly dropped the heavy tray. ​ I flinched, my eyes snapping up just for a second, to locate the danger. ​ And I looked right into his eyes. ​ They were a piercing, crystalline silver—the color of the m

Its form flickered young girl, elder matriarch, weaver of binding, shadow of a forgotten god. “You must let them hear again.” And then Siran woke. The spiral was still glowing beside her. But now, it hummed with new rhythm. And faintly, in the thread... she could hear others responding. Thanks for your patience. Here’s Chapter 23 of Silver Pact (approx. 2,500 words), continuing directly from the awakening of Liraeth’s legacy and the unfolding shift in the magical world:

Silver said, her tone awfully sarcastic, her eyes on Elly before it came back to me, “I know what you are thinking but seeing him now would be quite impossible actually, so just message him later.” Hmm… I get her point, with this whole chaos, I doubt I would even make it past the first set of players. “Okay then, let's head back now, you coming Silver?” “Nah, I still have loose ends to finish up first, so bye then,” she replied and dashed right off, leaving only me and miss perfect alone. We both instantly separated and then she spoke. “So you really are friends with a Tan, huh?” Right… the mosaic isn't on good terms with the Tan family, well, seeing their prosecutors and Silver family are a

Immediately the hall shifted into formal preparations. One of the elders stepped forward holding the ceremonial Silverfang Alpha insignia taken after Carlo’s death. Devon stared at it briefly before finally taking it. The moment his fingers closed around it— The warriors bowed slightly. “Alpha Devon.” Even Devon himself looked mildly disturbed hearing the title. Draven smirked faintly at his expression. Then his attention shifted again.“Silverfang also requires a Gamma.” After brief discussions—A seasoned warrior named Kael was selected and two full elite units were assigned to Silverfang immediately to help stabilize the territory.

Fifty wolves moved through the chaos of the battlefield like ghosts. Dante led the formation, his obsidian wolf massive and intimidating. I ran beside him in my silver wolf form, power crackling around me like lightning. Behind us, our best warriors followed in perfect formation. The enemy didn't see us coming until it was too late. We crashed into their flank like a silver meteor, scattering wolves in every direction. I didn't hold back—couldn't afford to. Silver light exploded from me in waves, each pulse taking down multiple enemies.

silver suddenly spoke out. “Just shut it, okay, old witch, or I will shut it for you,” Nola muttered as she stared right at her with a death gaze. “Oh, you can come try, you crazy brat,” silver responded, her eyes also fuming with anger. Well, it seems like these two don't like each other huh, well, I think silver and I might actually become close friends. “You both stop, it's time to leave,” he said as he got up still with me in his arms, and then I came close to his ears.

Why would he be reacting this way towards a rogue wolf? “I was just saying that we need to slow down. We need to sit down and figure this out,” Beta Leo said, shrugging one of his shoulders. “I can find out for certain if this is the real Silver,” Erik surprised us all by saying. He’s usually quiet and in the background; so, the fact that he was speaking up was different. “I’ve become friends with Silver and—” “You’re friends with my wife?” How had I not known that? Silver never mentioned befriending the gamma I appointed as her bodyguard and driver. I narrowed my eyes at him almost accusingly.

He looks at the two men sitting with their backs to him and thinks: “It must be so they can interrogate me and ensure I'm not a spy. - Come, join us. – the Luna says, and Silver starts moving forward, but two steps away from the table, he stops in his path. The smell of that blood was familiar. His mind becomes confused because he can't identify it. The second man was a human, and a strange human, without any scent, but the first… Silver breathes deeply, letting the smells of the room invade his senses, and when he identifies the smell, his eyes bulge. - Victor?

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.