Silver Moon Comics And Collectibles Novels & Stories

"Alpha, Luna! I have it ready." "Have what ready?" I turned to Raven, but he just smiled mysteriously. "Show us your finest pieces, David," Raven commanded, but his voice was warm. "Let my Luna choose what speaks to her heart." David brought out tray after tray of exquisite jewelry. Diamonds that caught the light like Starfire. Rubies deep as fresh blood. But it was a delicate silver necklace that caught my eye - moonstones arranged like a cascade of tears, or perhaps stars falling through a night sky.

I had come to find Cassian to go over the final bonding arrangements, but before I could even step inside, Lyra’s voice drifted through the door. “Cassian, did you really order that moonsilver Luna crown for me? I heard the high-tier smiths only make those for future Lunas, and you have to book months in advance.” Cassian did not hesitate. “I did. I had it sent from the north. It’ll be here next week.” “Won’t it be too expensive?”

yet it had been a moment in my life I'd chosen a path to save a life instead. However, the fact that rogues had two of these in their possession was crazy in itself. The silver that was used to easily poison, restrain and kill our kind was no ordinary thing and was referred to as silver 'kissed by moonlight'. Its properties included being able to stop the inflicted from being able to use their abilities; whether that be silver handcuffs to stop shifting and strength, or a knife to stop healing. The way the ore was handled before being crafted was a closely guarded secret and I'd heard was also very difficult to execute; knowledge reserved strictly to Elders and a select few only.

"Don't touch the chains." I looked at him. "Why?" "Silver." "I know." "No." His voice became serious. "These aren't ordinary silver." I looked closer. There were symbols carved into the metal. The same crescent. My stomach twisted. "They're made from Moonborn silver." Adrian's eyes shifted toward Lucian. "You told her?" Lucian froze. I looked between them. "Told me what?" Neither answered. I stepped closer. "What aren't you telling me?"

She never feels things too deeply. I sigh and turn back to open the box, which is just big enough to fit in the palm of my hand, and uncover a scrap of wool padding over a beautiful, ornate clip. Silver metal is cast in a fancy, intricate design of woven branches and tiny leaves that seem to curve around a moon, holding it in place. The Moon is also overwoven with silver wire floral patterns that add an extra dimension of detail. It's almost fully silver, except for one shining diamond-like stone set in the corner of an opal moon. Sizeable but proportioned, so it's like a moon sparkle or a glint as it turns. It's breathtakingly beautiful, and I pick it up to examine it further. It’s totally

“But I hear she is wolfless. How then can your wolf be drawn to hers?” I met his gaze steadily, refusing to waver. “I’m led to believe her situation is temporary,” I replied. “She is a Golden Luna, after all. The lateness of her wolf—it’s merely an eccentricity. One I hope to rectify and utilize for our benefit. As my pack seeks to rise again, I hope we can continue to count Pack Darthrow as our firm allies.”

I reasoned out, pretending to be worried while I was celebrating Inwardly. Attacking sooner means that we will not have to wait until the blood moon. The blood moon will have helped the crystals to absorb more powers from the moon. The crystals were gifts the moon Goddess gave to her people. Werewolves are descendants of the moon and rely on the moon to increase their powers. The crystals are also used to harness moon power which can be stored and used in battles. That's why they have always been kept safe. The Silver mist pack was known as the guardians of the crystals.

She said, and Veronica’s teary eyes darted from her father, and back to her mother. “What is it?” Veronica asked her. “You see, in our lineage, as silver wolves, there is something really significant. We as silver wolves don't leave our pack, except in a case where a female silver wolf gets married and moves to another pack. Aside from this reason, if a silver wolf moves to another pack all of a sudden for no genuine reason and stays there, the pack will begin to experience tragedy until the wolf leaves, and goes back to where they should really be.” She explained carefully, while Veronica listened with rapt attention.

I look at my father's ancient silver crown, noticing a tiny, pulsating purple gem that has embedded itself into the central star-metal peak. The heirloom has rested upon the brow of every ruling alpha of the Crescent Moon Dominion for centuries, forged from sacred lunar metals and blessed with ancestral wards designed to protect our minds from foreign intrusion.

I read the paragraph: "Forged from the fires of the cave of wolves, the metal used was given to the wolves by the Moon Goddess herself. It may seem it is made from simple earthly metals but the secret is it is made of silver never before found on this planet. Wolves have searched for more only to discover that the medallions are the only things made from the type of silver. This type of silver is not painful or damaging to wolves instead it is the opposite. This silver helps grant powers to the Lunas deemed the true lunas by the Goddess."