Herta X Silver Wolf Novels & Stories

Hella asked softly. A small laugh escaped my lips despite the turmoil brewing within me. “I thought you were dead too.” “No. I was rescued by Witch Verusia. She brought me here and gave me a new life.” Hella's voice took a lower tone. “She was right about you. She said the silver wolf will reincarnate. I didn't believe her. She said it countless times, and truly, here you are.” Confusion gnawed at me. How did this witch Verusia and Hella know I had a silver wolf?

She wasn't sure she wanted to know the truth. Kael stared at Seraphine, unable to tear his eyes away. Silver. His heartbeat thundered against his ribs as every lesson he had ever been taught came rushing back. Only one wolf was said to possess silver eyes. The White Wolf. His wolf growled relentlessly inside him, torn between recognition and confusion. Every instinct screamed that what he was seeing was real, yet something deep within him refused to settle. Kael clenched his fists. His mind had finally found an answer. Or at least...

heard my wolf’s voice, and I gulped hard before heading towards the lake. “Why are they reacting like this, Xela? Is something wrong with our wolf?” I voiced my fear, and she shook her head in no. “Then what the hell are they doing?” I asked and looked at my reflection in the lake water. A magnificent white wolf was present in the reflection, and I almost gasped in surprise. My wolf also has heterchromic eyes like me. One silver and one golden, and a crescent was present on our forehead, right in the center.

Max suggested. Xavier looked between Max, his Beta, and his mate, Saphira. “Saphira, are you okay with that?” Xavier asked. “That would be nice. Amethyst could stretch her legs. Plus, our wolves need to at least meet each other,” Saphira stated. Xavier faintly smiled at this and got up. He helped Saphira get up once he made it over to her. Saphira was thankful for his help.

Jax was there a second later, his hand clamping onto my shoulder to anchor us. We rolled onto the bank, gasping, coughing up the silt of the Black River. But the peace didn’t last three seconds. A howl ripped through the tree- line metallic, high pitched, and wrong. “Silver Hounds,” Jax spat, rising to his feet even as water cascaded off his rough chest. “Thorne’s bastards are persistent.” A few of them burst from the underbrush. They weren’t natural wolves; their fur was matted with metal silver, and their eyes glowed with a sick, neon yellow. They moved with a jerky, unnatural speed.

My spine lengthened. My shoulders broadened violently. The pain was unbearable. And yet my wolf welcomed it. Because this wasn’t just a shift. It was something else. Something ancient. Something powerful. Fur spread across my chest and neck. But it wasn’t dark like most wolves. It gleamed pale beneath the moonlight. Silver. Bright. Almost glowing. Aisha stared in disbelief. “She’s… silver.” Zira stepped back slowly. “Silver wolves only exist in legends.” Krager’s expression had gone completely still.

Looking at the wolves gathering around him, Rex had to restrain his wolf's anger and worry. "Excuse me, Rex?" He looked down to see who was talking to him. It was Brita, a young female omega from Tristan’s pack. He had seen her in Tristan’s mansion when he gave the Royal his Offering. "Yes? What can I do for you, little omega?” he said gently, omegas were excitable, jumpy, anxious wolves. If he used his Alpha voice, the little wolf wouldn't trust him.

I needed the escape, and needed to chase the high of sweet release. An idea came to mind. Lya’s idea, actually. For ten years, she had silenced her wolf with silver. She had been nearly human. She was a Wulver and resistant to silver, so maybe I’d have more results than she did. Maybe my wolf wouldn’t be able to fight through it like hers did.

Devon straightened beside me. Silver is extremely harmful for werewolves, especially if injected into their bloodstream, it burns the blood vessels and causes a meltdown of internal organs. The brain stops functioning and renders the wolf incapable to breathe, arteries collapse and the heart shrinks if it survives the burns. Silver is a well known weakness of the wolves and is often used against them. ​It is banned in all the realms except the human realm. "And you're telling me now?" I asked, scowling at the Ulfric.

Here I was, the man from the future, come to make matters right and reveal all the truths of the animosity and death that were happening all around us. "Silver wolf?" Dax said slowly. "What is that?" "It was something she inherited from her mother." I explained. "We still don’t know much about it. Only that the silver wolf is the very wolf the moon goddess possessed. " "That’s…" Dax whistled, still processing my words. "Remarkable."