Novel & Cerita Refined Silver Kakarot

With the speed of a viper, Serefy reached out and grabbed Floreighn’s wrist, yanking the sleeve up. "Let go!" Floreighn cried out, but it was too late. The blackened, weeping ring of a Silver-Burn was exposed to the light. The hall went silent. Alpha Kenneally stood up, his chair screeching against the stone. "Silver?" the Alpha roared. "Only high-rank warriors or hunters carry silver. Floreighn, who did this to you?"

That was an understatement. I stared around at the luxurious property. There was a Jaguar already parked there and I recognised Kaden’s car and a shiny black G-wagon off to the side. Silver turned and gave me a small smile as she fixed the corner of her dark eyeliner with the tip of her finger. “It’s Kaden and his brother’s place. I just crash here when home gets… too much.” I saw a familiar sadness in Silver’s eyes and immediately, I was hit with a pang of empathy.

I heard him crashing through the trees behind us, faster and relentless. “No, no, no—” I pushed harder. Then the trees stopped suddenly as s cliff came into view. A stupid, gigantic cliff. I looked down and Death stared back at me. Knox faced the forest. “We’ve done it your way,” he said, “Now we do it my way.” Azren finally came to view smirking, lifting his gun. My eyes locked on the bullet loaded inside. Soul tainted Silver. That's not a normal silver bullet. The kind she read in books that acts like super-powered silver, causing more pain and damage than the regular kind. The kind that resist the healing ability of wolves.

Cadogen rolled his eyes. “The same thing.” Kael stood with his hands fisted at his side. For a moment those fists were my mothers fists. My mothers fists were coming at my face. I shook my head “We are not the same. We are different species.” Kael’s chest was heaving. Cadogen stood gracefully. “Both have magical powers, both live in magical lands, both have pointy ears.” Cadogen gestured toward Kael's ears. Which I hadn’t noticed before. His ears were short pointed like a dagger. They accentuated his sharp features. That must be why I hadn’t noticed them before. Power started to bubble around Kael’s hands. I scooted my chair back trying to get away from him. The chair made an awful scraping

Cayden came to me and held my hand, leading me to the carriage. We had barely stepped out of the room when we saw silver, still in his sports outfit munching on a bag of chips. “What have you guys been doing in there? I almost fell asleep.” “You.” I took a look at his ever bright eyes as he licked the spicy red sauce off his fingers. What the hell? “Shut up.” Cayden could not even be bothered. “Is that what you are putting on?” “Yes.” Silver nodded. “What's wrong with the outfit? Isn't it cute?” Silver proudly showed it off, pushing aside his pack of chips. “Look, I spent a lot of money to have the crest branded on it.”

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

I looked down. White. Not almost white. Not grey—the light was flattering. White, with silver at the tips of each strand of fur where the moonlight caught it, a coat that looked like it had been made to be seen exactly like this, at night, at the edge of still water. Large. My shoulders were level with the top of the reeds at the bank. My eyes in the reflection were storm-grey, the same eyes I had always had, but lit from somewhere inside in a way I did not have words for.

"First, I am issuing direct orders for the immediate release and distribution of our hidden cache. I want the massive shipment of pure silver weaponry we have been quietly manufacturing in the northern foundries unpacked and armed tonight." A low murmur of vicious excitement rippled through the men. Normal werewolves feared silver, but Kaelen Blackwood was a terrifying anomaly. His pure-blooded, Supreme Alpha genetics made him nearly immortal on a standard battlefield. "Those specific weapons are explicitly designed with a high-density silver alloy," I explained, looking around the room, making eye contact with every killer present. "They are crafted specifically to slow Kaelen's legendary h

Sora was a hybrid, a biological asset that had been the silent prize in the war between shifter clans and human hunters. Vardan reached for Sora’s arm, intending to haul him back into the shadows of the bunker, but Aidan was more tactical. Aidan pulled a small silver disc from his tactical pocket. The object hissed, then suddenly emitted a sharp, agonizing high-frequency hum. The sound felt as if it were shredding eardrums and forcibly pulling the nerves from Vardan’s skull. The Alpha dropped to his knees with a pained groan, clutching a head that felt ready to explode under the pure silver frequency.

“What are you laughing at, gorgeous?” he asked Zoe now. “Turning me down again?” “Yep. Unequivocally.” “Awwww.” Silver looked heartbroken. “How will I go on? How? How?” Keira giggled now, and Silver looked down at her, then he bent and scooped her up into his arms. She squirmed happily when his bushy beard tickled her face, and he grinned at her. “You, little miss, are amazing. Me and Mommy should be celebrating your milestone, huh?”