Novelas y relatos de Silber D Wolf

But there was till time. What are the packmates for? The wolf mind linked the pack members as she answered her question. The snow storm created a static that usually blocked pack communication but the white wolf had lived in these snow capped mountains for a long period of time, over three decades to be exact, it had learned to communicate around the static and so have its pack members. "Oh!" Aya shook her head at her own silliness; she had forgotten they weren’t alone. Put them in the dungeon. We'll need to question them. And don't go easy on the silver. Silver was the only metal that was poisonous to wolves. That was why the chains in their little dungeon had been made especially out of si

“We will start by teaching you both that each wolf holds special powers that no other wolf possesses; the Gold wolf can give wolfbane, silver pain, and other types of pain by its bite, claws, and fur when close to the enemy. The Silver can’t get hurt by wolfbane, silver, and any pain from them. Even after being switched, you can use these powers just as you saw your mates do earlier.” My eyes grew from what my mother had just explained to us. The wolf did not only switch our souls. Do they have powers too?

"Lexi I am so sorry are you ok?" "I am fine. Can I ask why is being cut with silver worse?" They both look at me. "Using silver on a wolf makes us heal slower. If the silver gets into our system and we can't sory it out quickly enough then we can die from it. Years ago all the wolf leaders got together and we all agreed that we would never use silver on any wolf, it became one of the biggest taboo's to do. The only one greater is to use someones mate to make them do what they want. You don't use someones mate against them as no wolf would say no."

"Came back like this five minutes ago. She managed to say two words before she collapsed." "What words?" "'He's coming.'" Vera's eyes snapped open, but like Sophie's had been, they were wrong. Not black this time, but gold. Pure, molten gold that seemed to glow from within. "Hello, cousin," Vera's mouth said, but the voice was male. Smooth. Cultured. Arrogant. "I thought it was time we met. Even if this introduction is a bit... borrowed." "Who are you?" I growled. "I think you know. I'm the wolf everyone's been talking about. The 'true' Silver Wolf. The one the Oracle prophesied would come from the Northern Territories to do what you can't, unite the packs properly, without breaking sacred l

Both looked exhausted from travel. One of them nodded. “We confirmed the reports, Alpha.” Lyra’s pulse quickened. “The wolf exists.” The room fell silent. Then the scout continued. “Massive silver wolf. Witnesses from three different territories describe the same creature.” Silver. Again. Always silver. The word felt like a thorn beneath her skin. “The stories are consistent,” the second scout added. “She appeared near Eastern Ridge.” “She fought rogues.” “Protected civilians.” “Traveled alongside Alpha Draven.”

Was there a reason for your choice? Just as Silas was preparing to howl once more, a smaller dark brown wolf approached, making his presence known. "Please, brother, calm yourself," said the wolf, lowering his head in a gesture of respect and sympathy for the large silver beast before him. He couldn't fathom how such an elegant werewolf could also be so intimidating. Silas emitted the aura of an alpha male, a creature who could never be bested in any challenge.

He was tall—easily 6'5"—with hair so dark it swallowed the light and features so sharp they looked sculpted from granite. The air around him shimmered with suppressed power, the kind that didn't need to be displayed to be understood. ​ As I approached the table with a tray of fresh bacon, keeping my gaze locked on the tablecloth, a sudden, almost physical force slammed into me. It wasn't Kael's power, but something deeper, a jolt that went straight to my core. The bacon grease sizzled, and I nearly dropped the heavy tray. ​ I flinched, my eyes snapping up just for a second, to locate the danger. ​ And I looked right into his eyes. ​ They were a piercing, crystalline silver—the color of the m

I swallowed, "you're my last resort coz you have information that I don't. I honestly don't know what to do. Please help clarify somethings to me." 'you have a minute before they realize you called.' "there has been Wolf attacks here.. I don't know if it's them... But I had a connection with one.. Strangely the same connection I have with a girl.. She's human... I don't know what this means. Can one person have two mates?" 'if there has been wolf attacks why are you still even there?' I swallowed, shit! I should have known he will ask this. "because they happened before I got here. So they had nothing to do with me."

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.