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My eye twitches upon a realization no one else catches upon and I fold my arms, standing up. “Is something wrong Heather?” Zena asks as I see Silver let himself get bitten in the side and hurled to the ground. The heck! That’s no way near the power a punch packs, what is Silver doing?! My mood is only dampening the more so I try to connect my mind to his through the link and blare my displeasure. ‘You punk! Am I here to waste my time watching you play around the field?! I’m leaving’. That does the trick as he finds me and I smirk at him, ‘Play all you want, little puppy’.

She never takes anything I say to heart. 🍷The Silver Paw🍷 The Silver Paw is a busy club. It has a classy yet modern feel to it. Dim lighing and loud music blasting off the wall speakers. Modern furniture. nice tables and chairs, and a decent stage with clean looking poles. My expectations were far off. Ratted wallpaper. dirty catpet and poles that no longer shine due to the zero amount of times its been washed. We walk up to the bar and a skinny tattooed gentlemen tips his fidora at me. I immediately notice his neck tattoo. Hot.

He brings me down and we are in an empty land, just a few trees, grasses swaying, and a strong punch of air to our faces. “For now, just stop being high maintenance because the status of our image is hanging on the cliff. We need to right here and see Silver, as soon as possible. He does not want to make time wasteful.” “Hydrating yourself from some water is not a wasteful time.” “If it is hydrating us, then it still means no to him.” “Wow, what are these two-couple arguing about? Nice seeing the two of you here as wedded persons.” Silver threw a burst of laughter as he shows himself in a sudden moment with grapes in his hands, eating them leisurely.

He waited for me to fill him in. “His name is Cedar.” I looked at him. He looked so scared. “I can’t leave him.” I said. I wouldn’t leave him so scared. Miles nodded his head. He didn't fight with me about it. We made it back to the living room. He motioned for me to sit down. I took a seat on the plush couch and hoisted Cedar to sit beside me. “Master Cadogen says you will be staying with us until the annual Silver Gala. I need to know a few things about you to help the night go easier. First thing, do you have any formal education?” I swallowed hard.

His mate was dead. "Ethan?" Tessa’s voice sounded miles away. "What's wrong?" He gripped the balcony railing, his Alpha power churning violently inside him. Silver. The news said it was silver poisoning. But he remembered that night… the rogue wolf, its face mangled by silver… "No… it can't be…" He tore out of the pack house, his tires screeching as he raced toward Moon Lake Cliff. He made the twenty-minute drive in eight. The area was already cordoned off with police tape.

He sounded angry but he was teasing. "No, Silver, we are here to help you dress up for the fight." Shinka answered. All that Shimki did was scoff in her fist. Silver's face was crestfallen when he turned to see that it was only Shinka and Shimki and not Shinja that had come to help him. "Why isn't Shinja with you?" "It is us you get Silver. Quit sulking so we can start." Shimki could not help laughing at poor Silver. He was being forced to face the ruthless Shinka. She had him exactly where she wanted him and he would do exactly as she said.

It threw me off. The fact that he was a silver blood, I scrutinized his appearance in the photo, there wasn't any resemblance to Hannah or her mother, no distinct silver-colored hair, he just looked like an average werewolf. I had seen his wolf a couple of times but it was just a normal brown color, nothing special. When they found out that he was a silver blood, they took him along with Melissa, but they didn't find anything in him. The gene for a silver blood was there, but it was dormant, it could only be expressed in females, and so they killed him, labeling him as waste.

“Ashley’s not in Iron Claw. The last time I saw her was when I visited Silver Fang months ago. What makes you think she’s here?” Adrian froze, the words hitting him like a punch. Shock washed over him, and he turned to Lucas, who quickly averted his gaze, his face unreadable but tense. Then Adrian’s eyes landed on Silas, who was staring at a random spot on Thomas’s T-shirt, his body rigid, like he was one wrong move away from falling apart. Silas looked like he was about to lose his nerve completely, his hands trembling slightly at his sides.

“I can’t believe you’re Zephyr’s beta.” Silver scoffed. “Coming from you, who’s pretending to be Zephyr’s brother.” Cypher took another step. Silver did the same, and now they stood chest to chest, glaring at each other without saying a word. It went on for a few seconds until I spoke up. “One would think that you both are a couple, seeing how you bicker at each other every minute.” “Couple!” Silver shouted first. “Oh please, I have my mate, and there is—”

He and the rest of the team got permission to train instead. Silver sits next to me, glued to her phone because she doesn’t take this class seriously either. “Well, aren’t we a prideful pair,” she jokes when she notices I have no books or pencils out to take notes. I tap a finger to my temple and grin. “It’s math. We can solve any question easily in our heads.” “Exactly!” It’s great having Silver around. If I’d made that same joke to Luke, he would’ve rolled his eyes, muttered something about me being a nerd, and then laughed anyway.