Novel & Cerita I Can't Find Those Silver Linings

“Just a little something to remind you that you need to come fast enough for your wife if she means that much to you.” “You're a real psychopath.” Kian spat with hatred and malice in his eyes. One that seemed like they indeed knew each other just took well. “I wonder what we Silvers saw in you. We must have been blind. I must have been blind.” Wait, even the Silvers know this guy? Was he a member of something? A traitor? So many questions, yet all of them bottled up at the back of my throat. “M…my b..bro...ther…”

BACK TO THE PRESENT* "Silver didn't die... she's somewhere alive" Roonie muttered.

But the emotion that came through the bond was ice-cold. Not love, but burden. Not protection, but imprisonment. And a flicker of something I'd never felt before... guilt? "Then why don't we ever talk about our future? When can we have pups? When will I have my Luna ceremony?" His hand stiffened. "There's no rush for any of that. We'll talk about it when you're fully recovered." When I'm recovered. But I'll never recover, will I? Because you're the one injecting me with Silver Dust.

“See? You’ve come a long way from the girl that whined about being jobless at that wedding.” I took a deep breath and looked at the necklace. A couple of months ago, buying jewelry was the least of my worries. Now, I was looking at a fine gem and dreaming of making it mine soon. I looked briefly at Ryder. I knew I wouldn’t be where I was now without him if he hadn't encouraged me or given me a push. Adam and my friends had been telling me that there was a silver lining in the mass of dark nimbus cloud at the top of my head. It was Ryder who showed me not only the silver lining, but also the colorful rainbow over the horizon.

Well, even more reasons they should die, no one should know my face or gender, yet. By the time Jonah came to me, the last warrior was being held in a chokehold and I slammed him on his own sword. “I feel useless.” He sighed. “Wanna be useful? Help clean this up. This place is close to a market and people will flip seeing this much blood.” I noted. Jonah folded his hands. “What are you doing around here?” I narrowed my eyes at him, and marched to him, my both hands covered with blood. “Don’t ask, Jonah. I’m Your Silver, I can be anywhere.”

At this moment, I couldn't help but feel my shoulders tremble, a faint smile playing on my lips, tears glistening in my eyes. Every cloud has a silver lining. Some things can wait a little longer, move a little slower, and it's all part of the best plan. So, let's start anew, beginning as friends.

I wore the simple, soot-stained tunic of the Ravine, a reminder of where the fire had started. "We are here because the 'Regret' is over," I began, my voice amplified by the Citadel’s resonance until it echoed across the entire valley. "For a thousand years, we were told that we were broken, that we were 'wolfless,' that we were hiding. Tonight, we stop hiding. We are the Silver Line, and we have reclaimed our hearth." A cheer went up from the valley, a roar of thousands of voices that shook the very glass beneath our feet.

"I felt the rage. The hunger. And then... I felt the pain. Your pain. It hit me like a blow. I collapsed in the middle of a meeting." "That's impossible." "Is it?" Levi smirked, but it was a sad, twisted thing. "You've seen the transfers, Maya. You've seen the purchase orders. Silver Nitrate." "What does silver have to do with this?" "Silver," Levi said, "burns us. It acts like a poison. It prevents us from healing. It prevents us from... shifting." I stared at him. My auditor's brain was trying to process the data, but the data didn't make sense. Shifting? Us?

“I honestly need you right now to sort yourself out. If you can stand by Cayden, don't let him push you away, stand by him.” “Two hearts that beat for each other always find a way, don't they?” “Hahaha” laughter came out of my mouth. I knew I was supposed to be serious, but I just couldn't relate to cringe motivational words to Silver. “That's enough; I know it's cringe.” Silver threw the pillow on my face. “Someone once said this to me a long time ago; now I am just using it back at her family. Is that wrong?” “Let me guess, Cayden's mother.”

It was obvious that her grandma had been cleaning it judiciously. She laid heavily on her bouncy bed which she used to really be in love with in the past, felt the bounce, and smiled as she stared at the wind chimes on the ceiling over the bed. For the first time in weeks, she felt peace in her heart, at this moment she was without worry and felt like she could take on anything. Maybe as her therapist advised, returning home, and leaving the toxic environment would give her world hope again. Her phone rang at this time and the moment she pulled it out of her trouser pocket and saw how it was, her smile disappeared. She sat up quickly and picked it up, feeling agitated.