Johnny Silver Hand Novels & Stories

Seele stones ringed the ceremonial clearing, their glow soft and steady, humming with approval as if the land itself had decided to bear witness. I stood at the heart of it all, my hands trembling only slightly as I held Archer's. His eyes were on me and mine on him. He was dressed in silver and black, the mark of his lineage woven into his cloak, but stripped of the West's regalia. No crown or chains. Just the Silver Alpha standing before his mate.

we heard Silver's crying voice and next second she hugged me tight, crying on my chest. Our eyes softly looked at her. I caressed her hair and her sobs slowly subsided. “Silver you go to your friends I need to talk to Aiden bro” Alex said in a firm tone. “Brother I kicked on his balls,” Silver said, making us chuckle. She knows self defense, it is more than kicking someone's balls. She looks cute and innocent but she is a Mafia's sister. What can you expect from her? Silver goes and stands with her friends. We turned again to Alex demanding answers.

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

Their Silver leaning unnervingly close to a man who was holding her hand. The blood drained from their faces. Just then, Silver pulled away. They watched her utter a few hurried words and bolt out the door, with the man following close behind into the dark streets. They trailed them silently from the shadows, waiting to see what was unfolding. Their feet came to a sudden halt as the scene before them shifted into pure chaos. Silver and the soon to be dead bastard were in s brawl. What the fuck?