Herta X Silver Wolf Novelas e Histórias

As I pounced on Thomas, a strange voice encouraged the action from the back of my mind. "Get him!" I froze in surprise, Thomas and Lily quickly following suit. "Who are you?" I asked the voice in my head. "I'm you. Rather, I'm your wolf. My name is Silver." I had a picture in my mind of a wolf the color of moonlight, her head held high proudly. "I'm Kendra." I managed. She smiled and dipped her head in recognition. "Daddy, I met my wolf!" I half pranced, half waddled over to my very startled father. "Daddy?" He was looking at me in awe. So was the whole pack.

For a little while, it was just us and the forest. When Alexa finally slowed down, I noticed a lake ahead, its water so clear it looked like glass. “Wow, look at that,” I said through the mindlink, my voice soft with awe. Alexa padded closer, her paws silent on the soft earth, until we reached the edge of the lake. I caught her reflection in the water, and my breath hitched. She was a silver wolf, her fur shimmering like moonlight, with patches of white woven through it. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered, stunned. Silver and white wolves were rare—almost unheard of. I’d never seen one in person, and now here I was, staring at my own wolf. “We’re rare, Alexa. Did you know that?”

I could also see he was wearing a white fur coat. “Thank you for having us Madam Amelia.” Kent said with a bow. “Of course.” I couldn’t see my mother but I heard her voice and it was quivering. “Does he have to stay like this?” I roamed my eyes around and gasped as I spotted a black dog—no,not a dog, a wolf. I had never seen a wolf in broad daylight. My gasp may have been loud because Kent’s head turned up to locate the sound. This enabled me to see his face. It was more innocent than I expected. His face was paper white with flushed pink cheeks. His nose was almost as buttoned as Marianna, but his jaw was where you could see the alpha. It moved as he looked around. It was sharp enough to cu

I contradict her. “I won’t either then.” I sometimes wish that she was not so brave. “Xena please!” I snap and curse inside before pulling her to me. She gazes at me with those eyes that instantly disarm me. “We are always strong together, Xael. I can’t leave you fighting dark forces. All this continent needs is a silver wolf. Xaden, Xylon and our girls all have silver wolves.” “Not pure like yours,” I remind her. We still don’t know what breed she is and if there are others like her in this world. Many say that the silver wolf came from the goddess to stabilize this continent. All I know is that I need my mate alive to live.

The view of the trees and drones that circled above us was getting less clear by the second. Denzel and the others started laughing. “Liquid Silver Wolfsbane…” Denzel uttered. “One of the odorless poisons, dangerous to werewolves. The moment you inhale even a tiny whiff, it shuts down your senses and nervous system.” “Don’t worry,” Xavier snickered. “It won’t kill you. It will just incapacitate you for an hour or more, depending on your wolf’s strength. I’m pretty sure by the time you recover…you’d be the loser.”

“What? What do you mean by wolfsbane and silver? And what is wolfsbane?” Kevin sighed. “Oh, man. This is going to be epic. Wolfsbane is an herb that is harmful to werewolves. Even silver, too.” Hazel couldn’t comprehend what she was hearing. She had never encountered a case like this before. A man had been shot multiple times in the gut, but now he was miraculously healed and unnaturally cold. “Hello, Hazel? Are you there?” Kevin’s voice broke through her thoughts. “Yes,” she stuttered, her gaze fixed on Wyatt. “What should we do?”

"What about Horus, or Ra?" He curled even more into himself, not responding to either one of those. "Bladur, Thor, Loki." I listed, paying attention to the wolf's responses. I saw him tilt his head, almost as if he was indicating I was on the right track. "What about Ragnar?" Pete piped in, almost distractedly. The wolf-dog instantly perked up. "What do you think?" I asked him. "Ragnar?" I tried it out, and he turned to look at me, responding to the name. "Alright. Ragnar it is!"

“But what do you want me to do?” What did I want him to do? Why did I come here? Suddenly, the master idea I looked forward to since all these while came back to my head, and now that it did, it was my turn to adjust on the couch. “I know what we should do.” “Tell me about it.” Again, I adjusted on the couch and let out. “You must know something about Sage - she's a Silver wolf. The special deadly wolf. It's been in her since birth but I got rid of it many months ago. Almost one year ago.”

The silver wolf walked over with heavy steps and passed them, towards the helicopter that was still running and with one powerful sweep, he knocked the helicopter away. The large object floated several meters from the rooftop floor then rolled down with a noise. The propeller at the top and the left wing broke with a deafening sound. Sarena screamed in horror at what was happening in front of her. She had never seen a wolf like the one in front of her. A very beautiful wolf, very big and strong, but also terrible. The silver wolf left the damaged helicopter and grabbed Anderson and Danso at once, then tore them both apart with a single slap. The two ill-fated Rogues no longer had time to fee

She worries my name might embarrass myself in front of the territory wolves. "There is no need for my boots to travel that far," I say dismissively. "This place is perfectly fine. A ride is just a means of transportation for my wolf anyway." A young saleswoman nurse greets our bodies the exact moment we enter the elite Porsche den. "Sir, is your wolf interested in purchasing a vehicle today?" After a quick look around the floor, my hand points straight to a sleek, black Panamera. "My hands will take this one. Please process the pack paperwork right away."