Forging Silver Into Stars Book 2 Novels & Stories

Seraphina commanded, her silver irises completely swallowing her eyes. ​The silver moonlight rushed from her palms into the corrupted pillar like a tidal wave of pure winter frost. The black crystals cracked, their dull crimson light sputtering and dying as the celestial magic vaporized the corruption into harmless white steam. The silver wave expanded outward, racing through the stone walls, up the mine shafts, and out into the valley above. ​The remaining corrupted wolves let out a collective, agonizing shriek as the silver light touched their skin. The black fluid in their veins turned to ash, and they collapsed into the mud, their massive, distorted forms melting into harmless gray dust.

“You should rest.” He nodded slowly, dazed, and left the chamber. When the door closed, her mask dropped. Perfera stood alone again, face contorted with grief and fury. 10 years earlier The fire roared behind them, licking up the blackened beams of what once had been the Spade family estate. The night was filled with ash and the distant snarls of beasts still roaming wild beyond the hills. Soldiers of the Crescent Silver Moon pack stood in rigid lines around the crumbling remains, their silver armor smeared with soot and blood. In the center of it all stood the Alpha—the great Moon King himself—clad in obsidian ceremonial robes that shimmered like starlight under the burning sky.

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.

Rex screamed, and blood instantly stained his chest. The burn of silver prevented the wound from healing. "Awooo—" Suddenly, howls erupted from all around as a hundred Silvermane warriors surrounded them. The "guards" behind me also revealed their sharp, silver claws. Our hidden elite warriors tore off their disguises, unleashed their wolves, and charged. "You..." Rex's wolf eyes widened in disbelief. "Surprised?" I sneered, pulling out the dagger. "The Silvermane Pack's wedding gift is the utter annihilation of you rogues!"

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:

Why were they staring at me like that? One of the younger rogues stepped closer toward the bars weakly. His lips parted slightly. “…silver,” he whispered. The others went still. Liya suddenly awakened fully inside me. She was alert, and Focused. The rogue’s breathing quickened. Then abruptly, he dropped to his knees. The sound echoed harshly through the dungeon floor. Every guard tensed instantly. My breath caught. The rogue lowered his head deeply. “Silver Wolf,” he rasped hoarsely.

The silver bond linking our souls wrapped around both shadows. They struggled. Their bodies began to break apart into black mist. The false Emilia looked at me one final time. "You cannot destroy us." "I know." I lowered my sword. "Because you will always exist." She smiled faintly. "But you do not control me anymore." Moonlight engulfed both shadow figures. Instead of screaming... They simply closed their eyes. Their bodies dissolved peacefully into countless silver stars. The endless sea became calm once more. The black throne suddenly cracked. A deep heartbeat echoed throughout the realm.

(Sebastian POV) After watching the wounds heal up on her back and she was finally asleep. That's when I decide to go to the packs library with Seth. We needed to go through all the supernatural books that my family was able to collect through their lives. I need to know more to find out about my beautiful mate. As I was going through all the books that I didn't realize that five hours have gone by in a blink of an eye. We went through most of all the books not finding anything that will tell me about my baby girl. I then thought about the book of the gods and goddess, but as I look through the other books, but I didn't see that book.

Still in their nightwears, the both of them left their room, making sure they made no noise lest Wade joined the party. They sneaked down the empty hallway and down the stairs. On the ground floor, they hastened till they got to the door. “You sure we should do this?” Harold asked. “Certainly!” On the outside, hundreds of stars dotted the dark sky. The wind howled loudly, messing up their hair but they didn't mind. In fact, they liked it. They enjoyed it. “His hostel should be the one in the middle.” “Yeah, it is,” Harold replied. They both walked in silence, kicking a few stones out of their way as they did. The stones tumbled out of their way and stopped.

Silver murmured, everything confidently. “Take the guards with you,” I insisted in a broken voice. “Thank you. Please take care of yourself. However, I will try to see if I have something in my books first.” She gave me a sympathetic smile, but that’s what they were. Just an empty smile! They will never be able to mend what’s broken inside my chest now. After Silver left to read and possibly find anything in her stupid books in regards to the wailing brides stealing my mate’s body, I was left alone.