Silver Overwatch Novels & Stories

“Trevor Barrier, to swear this oath to the Silverclaw family, you must ensure this with a blood oath. Doing so will illuminate you completely if ever you were to betray, or cause ill intent to Silverclaw. Do you accept?” “I accept.” He put out his forearm and I made a slash with my claw through his palm and forearm. Then I slashed my own palm and forearm and grabbed his in the official were greeting. As our blood intermixed both of our eyes became silver, the silver swirled in his irises and then disappeared into his pupil. The minute it disappeared, a flash of silver emitted from my chest and into his. Trevor was officially a Barrier for Silverclaw. I repeated all of the same steps with the

A male with half his face burned screamed while healers held him down and poured silver-nitrate something over the wounds. Astrid didn’t slow. “Silver poisoning cases mostly. Southern packs still use silver bullets. Idiots.” “What is silver poisoning?” She looked at me as if I had asked her what is earth. She answered anyway. “It's like a toxin for werewolves. It works faster than wolfsbane.” Elevator this time. She hit fifth. Doors opened to marble and soft music. Wolves in robes padded around, getting massages, facials, claws trimmed. “Spa level,” she said. “Booked solid for three months. I can bump you to the front. Perks of being Gamma-Luna.”

However, I refused to have one, which was solace because I had no plan to meet my mate. Growing up in solitude is the finest thing ever, not because I hate to have friends but because that's the best way to preserve my life. To evade interactions and obscure my existence from the vicious cubs. Honestly, I have one friend, just one friend. His name is Matt. He is the Beta of the Sprew Moon Pack, but I had no idea who was the Alpha and Omega of their pack. Well, knowing their information wasn't my cup of tea. I am a silver werewolf, and our breed was rare because of our extraordinary ability to heal the physical state of the werewolves. Our blood was highly versatile. We could dedicate it to s

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

He asked me and his lips curved into a teasing smile. "We are used to silver.We trained using silver while growing up. So, we are not affected by it that badly.We use heavy silver for security purposes too."I nodded my head at his words and began to arrange the piled up papers on the vintage table and wiped dust from the table using a piece of clothing that Hades had given me earlier. "Southern Lycans are hardcore,I can't believe silver doesn't have that great impact on them.You need to be strong like your fellow Lycans, Monalisa."I teased her and she rolled her eyes at me.

I hummed, pretending to appear disinterested, “you can never go wrong with silver.” He nodded, following my lead. “Are you… sure?” the clerk questioned with some worry. “You would fare much better with stainless steel or even titanium.” Silver was, unfortunately, a rare metal in our lands and, even so, one that was scarcely used. Most werewolves had some minor aversion to such a pure substance—a flaw even the Moon Goddess herself couldn’t reverse. But it mattered not. If silver was what Maeve wanted, she would get it. “No, he’s right,” Burke interjected. “My intended happens to love silver.”

"Thanks for the heads up," Titan says before ending the call. "The cops bought 2000 live silver bullets," Iris closes her eyes and rubs her belly. "What do you think their plan is?" Adrian asks. "To kill 2000 werewolves, but clearly they underestimate us," Titan shakes his head. We are going to end up having to save these idiots lives, aren’t we?” Allison rolls her eyes. “Iris and I are immune to silver. We can test Odin,” Collins offers.

They practice with non-silver knives in order to not cause too much damage, but they’re all well aware that a real enemy would almost definitely be using silver weapons. Silver is a werewolves one true weakness. When it contacts the skin, it causes burns and leaves scars. When stabbed with a silver knife, a werewolf’s advanced healing is unable to mend the wound the way it normally would, posing a greater risk. When silver enters the bloodstream, it acts as a poison, burning the body from the inside out. The substance is legally only allowed to be owned by the government, but that doesn’t stop some from illegally making weapons out of it themself.

"First, I am issuing direct orders for the immediate release and distribution of our hidden cache. I want the massive shipment of pure silver weaponry we have been quietly manufacturing in the northern foundries unpacked and armed tonight." A low murmur of vicious excitement rippled through the men. Normal werewolves feared silver, but Kaelen Blackwood was a terrifying anomaly. His pure-blooded, Supreme Alpha genetics made him nearly immortal on a standard battlefield. "Those specific weapons are explicitly designed with a high-density silver alloy," I explained, looking around the room, making eye contact with every killer present. "They are crafted specifically to slow Kaelen's legendary h

Damien rolled down his window at that threat. “Hello, friend,” he said smoothly, “That won’t be necessary today. We are on our way to Silver Tower, and I can make a quick call to sort this out.” Damien pulled a flat rectangular screen about the size of my hand from a concealed space next to him. “And, as I’m sure you know, silver only works on wolves from the South, not the North. It would sting and make us angry…” he trailed off.