Jordan Silver Ebook Hunter Novels & Stories

It will heal faster than he can die. It’s the one who is coming straight for me, the human hunter, who has a silver sword in one hand, and a fine mesh net in the other, who gets my full attention for now. He throws his silver net at me, hoping that it will wrap around me and bring me down. The silvers burn for a moment, but not enough to incapacitate me. I easily catch the next and throw it over the wolf who is dangling from my side like a yapping chihuahua.

The faint scent of silver drifted from them, a trick he used to test a wolf's endurance against pain. Carla's confidence flickered. She swallowed hard but tried to mask it with a smirk. "You want us to fight?" "No," Alpha Archer said, his tone as sharp as flint. "Both of you will stand there to endure." The warriors fastened the chains lightly around our wrists, not enough to wound, but enough that the silver stung faintly where it touched skin. My pulse raced as the burn bit into me, searing and cold at once. I clenched my jaw, refusing to make a sound.

His men moved quickly, following his command without hesitation, rounding up the unconscious and captured rogues. Meanwhile, Silas and Lucas struggled to support Adrian, each taking one of his arms over their shoulders as they dragged his nearly lifeless body back to Silver Fang. His breathing was shallow, his face pale from the wound on his shoulder blade, where a sword laced with wolf’s bane had cut deep. They hurried him to the healer’s quarters, where the healers jumped into action, examining the gash. “We need to burn the poison out,” one healer said, her voice urgent as she prepared her tools. Lucas nodded, his face tight with worry, and turned to Silas. “Go get the Luna,” he said, his

I held my father’s weak body against my chest, the recovered silver medallion finally burning brightly between the fingers of my right hand, when Hunter’s frantic scream tore through the air just behind my back. “If you do not return with me, you will die here, outcast!” the former Alpha of Silver Moon shrieked, lunging at me with the sharp piece of stone in his left hand, his yellow eyes burning with the madness of jealousy. I could not turn around. I had no time to raise my silver light. But it was not needed.

other and I will lead us to victory.' Lucas watched in stunned silence as she stripped him of all his power, taking his role of Alpha becoming the Leader he was meant to be. He could only watch as the massed ranks of Immortal Warriors knelt on one knee bowed their heads and swore allegiance to her then they gave out a roar as the brilliant silver light disappeared. Standing on top of the hill bathed in the light of the Moon were three huge glorious Silver Wolves, in unison they tipped up their heads and howled the sound echoing around the canyon hauntingly. The Creator stepped back his eyes dark and full of worry, 'No, no, no, th

Without Iris around, life was exceptionally pleasant. In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the pack's annual Grand Hunt. The horns echoed throughout the territory, signaling the start of the Silvermane Pack's most celebrated tradition. My father, Adrian, and I, along with the elders, arrived in the deep forests of the Silvermane lands. All the young warriors had gathered, their eyes gleaming with excitement. "This year's hunt is special," Father said, his eyes sweeping over the crowd.

Even though I could outrun them, I couldn't leave Tyrell, Cleo, or the rest at their mercy. "I'm not leaving you here," I answered, still backing up from the slowly approaching hunters, silver weapons in hand. Silver has never been used on me, so I didn't know what the feeling was like. I was about to find out as one of the hunters lunged at me. I shrieked back, yelping, waiting for a scorching pain. It never came. When I looked back up, Tyrell had thrown himself over the hunters who were approaching me. They were all on the floor.

It felt as if the very moment I opened my mouth to make things difficult for Lilith, he stood ready to launch an attack against me. However, I said nothing, only offering a calm nod. “You look quite good in it, so just keep it.” Anyway, I had no intention of showing up at that marking ceremony. Under their astonished stares, I went back to my room and locked the door behind me. I pulled out a document folder. Inside was a map I obtained by selling off my jewelry. In my past life, I yearned deeply for the freedom of the south, especially the legendary Forgotten Pack, which was formed by wanderers. There were even private academies there that taught magic and alchemy.

That silver thread connecting me to my source. The power flowed into me. I let it build until my skin glowed with soft light. Then I focused. Three streams of silver energy shot from my hands. They curved through the air and struck all three targets simultaneously. The targets exploded. The crowd went completely silent. "That is what a Lunar wolf can do," Kade said into the silence. "That is why the strays at our borders are interested in her. That is why I am training her. And that is why she remains under my protection until the threat is eliminated."

At that exact microsecond, Jordan feels like the entire hall is spinning gleefully around his head like a wild forest carousel. He parts his teeth, about to speak a smooth word to my white shirt, but Harvey Jupiter forcefully butts his heavy chest right into the middle of our circle. "You actually know Master Franklin's name, Jordan?" "Yeah." Jordan happily meets Harvey’s annoyed gaze, his voice dropping into a quiet, whispering frequency as he leans his head closer to his brother's shoulder. "He is the true silver-eyed goddess—the exact supreme warrior that my tongue told you guys about last moon. My claws are going to pursue his heart for my nest."