Novel & Cerita Silver Fang

he said, laying me on the ground softly; the panic in his eyes was red hot. “It's the silver fire… you haven't learned to control it yet…” “What's the silver fire?” I asked innocently, gasping for breath. He placed his hand on my chest, trying to calm me down. “Just breathe…” he smiled. “The silver fire is an ancient power that can erase things from existence. Lila, listen to me…” he grabbed my cheek firmly. “You're no longer a girl; get that into your head. You're now a weapon of immense power…”

I slowly picked up my silver goblet, taking a calm sip before setting it down with a sharp, heavy clink. "If you want to talk about what happened at HARMADS, Lady Fangfei," I said, my voice dropping an octave into a low, terrifying growl that vibrated through the floorboards, "why don't we discuss the three thousand gold credits you attempted to drain from the Silverclaw Dominion chest using a forged seal?" Fangfei’s face drained of every ounce of color. Her hands jerked back from the table as if burned. "What... what are you talking about?"

Carrie As expected, Jesse introduced me to the history of Silverfang through books and written accounts. Gradually, I began to understand why the people here cherished the current state of peace. It hadn't always been like this. Similar to other wolf packs, Silverfang's journey toward a peaceful existence was filled with challenges. From what I read, Silverfang used to be caught in the middle of a fierce war between two dominant packs in the region: Ashford and Ashville. This was due to its strategic geographic location. The previous alpha of Silverfang remained neutral during that time, causing the pack to suffer greatly for many years. However, everything changed when Alpha Crimson Morris

Yet, I never imagined our true reunion would come at such a disastrous moment. Eileen was walking with Amber. Her golden hair shimmered in the sunlight, just like the memory of her that I couldn’t let go of. But now, I couldn’t show any emotion. Megnie—the daughter of the Silver Fang Pack’s Alpha—stood beside me, and I had to pretend to be close to her. The Silver Fang Pack was the witches’ target for destruction. Known for plundering resources from other packs, their disappearance wouldn’t raise suspicion among the wolves. And I was the key piece in this deadly game.

we heard Silver's crying voice and next second she hugged me tight, crying on my chest. Our eyes softly looked at her. I caressed her hair and her sobs slowly subsided. “Silver you go to your friends I need to talk to Aiden bro” Alex said in a firm tone. “Brother I kicked on his balls,” Silver said, making us chuckle. She knows self defense, it is more than kicking someone's balls. She looks cute and innocent but she is a Mafia's sister. What can you expect from her? Silver goes and stands with her friends. We turned again to Alex demanding answers.

What power! “Oh Goddess.” I rolled my eyes as I finished my glass and go to close my app when another picture was uploaded. This one is taken in front of a huge bonfire, in the background I could see bodies burning in the blaze. And walking away in the background was four wolves. Two male and two females. I couldn’t make out their faces. ‘The Demon of SilverFang is merciless! Go Demon!’ My brow furrowed. What? Where have I seen that name before? Wait.... I closed the app and opened my earlier email. Scrolling through the list of names I nearly drop my phone in shock. There! One of the visiting packs! ‘Alpha Sam Silver of SilverFang.’ Could the demon... be real???

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.

Lola POV “I will say it again — I will not get rid of this baby unless you kill us both.” “You—” Ragnar angrily reached out and grabbed me by the neck. “Miss Silverfang, are you threatening me? Do you think I wouldn’t dare to kill you? I have killed so many women. I won’t spare you either.” “You—” My face turned pale instantly. What is he talking about? He wanted to kill me. Yes. How could he not dare?

There, the world seemed to narrow down to two figures. Alpha Silas of the Iron Fang was a mountain of a man, his fur a dark, mangy gray. He was older than Killian, but he fought with the desperation of a man who knew his legacy was failing. He held a massive, silver-edged broadsword, a relic of the old wars that should have been buried long ago.

“I’m not suppressing anything.” Liya suddenly stirred uneasily. “She sees us.” Fear rose higher inside me instantly. Bella looked genuinely surprised now. “You really don’t know.” My breathing became uneven. “Know what?” Bella glanced around the empty balcony carefully before speaking again. “Silver aura is ancient.” The words hit like stones inside my chest. “It doesn’t appear naturally in normal wolves.” The rogue’s voice echoed again inside my mind. “You were never weak.” Bella’s eyes locked onto mine. “Who taught you to hide it?”