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, he grumbled as he rose on his feet, grabbed the crimson blade hung behind the doorway and he stripped it into his waist quiver. "Once the Full Moon is activated by the Heavens, my marble will be spotted by all the wolves of the earth, including these draconic dark wolves who sent me out of their pack for not having the same dark furs as them. I swear on my Mum, you'll never get your hands on it", he whimpered as he beat his chest and sprinted out of his room. He's Tigreal, the universe's lone Silver wolf; possibly there are others? He wasn't sure because he'd never met someone like him before.

Chef Isabelle Moreau continued,trying to calm them down, “and I can see the men are not impressed… by my idea of distraction except for our diva Luke, of course—he’s blushing. Next week we will have the female version so don't think the men have it easy." The entire class burst into laughter. Chef Isabelle Moreau turned to the strikingly handsome tall man beside her. “Please introduce yourself, Silver.” Silver Adams. Popular Italian Model. He was dressed in luxurious royal attire as part of his latest campaign, promoting a high-end fashion brand. He bowed slightly like Royalty with a gloved hand across his chest in a smooth, confident gesture that only heightened the energy in the room. “I’m

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.”

And now that you're safe and back at our pack, we are glad and relieved. "So am I. I am happy that you two are safe," I smiled. "Please do not ever think that your past is a burden, sweetheart. You deserve more, and that includes the rest." Mr.Rivo patted my shoulders reassuringly. The rest of the night went by rather pleasantly. After the party finished, some pack members came to talk with me about some pack-related things, but mostly we talked about random stuff. However, no one knew I was a silver werewolf. We cannot divulge my identity, or else it would ruin everything. I tried my best to avoid revealing anything.

I asked. "He wanted to make sure we are not some kind of scoundrels, making a fool of him." Drake said. I nodded, plucking my gaze at my friends. We could have a video call. Now we have to cross the spooky wood again to go back home. The doorman brought the tray, I could see an old-fashioned teapot and cups. "Come," Silver said, walking over to the three-seater sofa. I gave her a bored expression. I was expecting him to give me some information, but he just went away leaving his guests with his doorman. I hauled myself lazily toward the sofa. I plopped down. The doorman offered us tea and cookies without a word.

__________ Della" Silver and I help Redx after the rotten monster flies and falls to the ground. We make sure that we wouldn't make a sound so the corpse would not see or hear us, since they could only find out if there's someone or they could only notice us if we would make a sound. Even if I wanted to cry because of what was happening to Redx I couldn't make a sound. We hide in the dressing room and we put Redx down and I ask Silver if what should we do. "I have an idea but it would be painful for Redx but we don't have any other choice." Silver said while he was looking at me with so much worry. "Spill it out, whatever it is we need to try, just to save Redx." I ask eagerly. I even held h

"He described you like the back of his hands." The silence in the penthouse was deafening and intense. "Are you working with Dwayne Cage, silver?" I asked him in a serious tone. I leaned forward on my seat and waited for the lie. With shaking hands, Silver gently put his cup down on the table beside him. He knew that the jig was up. He leaned back into his chair and sighed. It was a sigh of sorrow. He chuckled in a bitter manner and shook his head.

“Thank you.” My mouth hung open when I heard that, the emotions clearly written on my face. Even Silver looked mildly surprised, a light acknowledgment visible in his eyes. Silver then snorted softly, his bubbly aura slowly returning back, the atmosphere that was previously gloomy cleared up. “I am going to catch her now,” Silver vanished. His speed shocked me because I could not believe that anything could move that fast. “He's a thousand years old, he can do things that seem crazy to us.” Cayden explained.