Silver Queen Fanfic Novels & Stories

If he did, he would have left ages ago. Mane understood Silver’s mother’s worries. Crystal Monkeys were hunted no matter where they went, and that wouldn’t change. Silver wanting to explore the world would definitely leave her very worried. Besides, Silver had an unusual identity. Silver was a Crystal Monkey King! Mane and Lily had a hard time believing it when they were told. The monkey that had pledged allegiance so easily to Mane was actually a King?!

She stood on her tip toes and they started making out right in front of us. “Okay.” Kaden groaned in disgust. “I thought we agreed that having my best friend make out with my little cousin right in front of me is beyond gross.” Silver pulled away and stuck her tongue out playfully at him. “Fine, then we’ll go make out over there.” “You gonna be okay, Mia?” She asked in concern. “I don’t bite, Silver.” Kaden spoke in a sing song voice. “Uh huh.” Silver sounded. She turned to stare at me expectantly as if I just needed to say the word and she’d get me away from Kaden.

I grabbed his vest, pulling him down until our foreheads pressed together. "Three months," I whispered, my voice thick with a power I didn't recognize. "A fake bond to the world. But if you betray me, Rowan Ashcroft, if you take this child from me, I will burn the Council to the ground with you inside it." A grim, admiring smile touched his lips. "I’d expect nothing less from a Silver Queen." He leaned into the crook of my neck. I felt the heat of his breath, the sharp graze of his teeth, and then a searing, white-hot flash of pain that turned into the most intense pleasure I had ever known.

Micaela was spending the day over at Neve's place with her friends Josiane and Godiva. I had been a little bit adamant about letting her go, but she gave me those puppy eyes that she knew I couldn't resist, and like expected, I ended up letting her go. But Silver was restless, wanting to be with his mate now that she knew who she was to us; he wanted to be with her every single time. So I decided to work in my study to get my mind off worrying about her.

silver pauses for a while, “you will always be someone he will discard once he sees that he doesn’t need you again” “Do I need to tell master Athan how you are bad mouthing him like this?” I manage to ask, the tears finally falling from my left eye. “You know for a fact that I am right” silver replies, his voice firm and bold, “he will never accept you as his mate and Derrick, he keeps you by his side just for the fun of it and he might discard of you even before you can get your work done”

The old wolf was watching me like she had been expecting this night for a long time. I would think about what that meant later. Right now I have other things to do. The bond thread pulsed once. I felt it in my sternum, a single beat like a second heartbeat trying to find its rhythm. The Moon Goddess did not mark pairs to leave them half-finished. The gold light did not care about pack politics or Omega brands or arrangements made in rooms I had never been allowed into. But he did. And he was about to say so. I straightened my spine.

The only thing I heard was the echo of my wolf whispering one word over and over. Mate. When it finally ended, I bolted for the exit. My chest ached. My hands shook. If I could just make it outside, if I could just breathe, maybe the world would stop spinning. But Silverfang didn’t let omegas escape that easily. At the foot of the stairs, Selene waited. Her heels clicked like a countdown as she walked toward me, her entourage circling like predators. “You think wearing his jacket makes you special?” she said, eyes glittering. She tugged the fabric from my shoulders and tossed it into one of her friends’ arms. “You’re nothing. Remember that.”

“They’re splitting. They’re not just coming here.” Of course they aren’t. This isn’t only about taking her. It’s about sending a message. Testing defences. Seeing who responds, how fast, what breaks. Sera’s fingers curl into the blanket. I can smell the fear on her now—sharp, metallic, layered with painkiller and healer herbs. And beneath it, the silver-fox sweetness that makes men stupid. My teeth grind. The first attacker appears at the end of the hall, and for a heartbeat my brain refuses to accept the audacity.

Three years after losing my wolf, I learned that my mate, Alpha Kael, had been poisoning me with Silver Dust to suppress my awakening. All because the one he truly loved was my adopted sister, Selene. I was standing outside his office, clutching a file, my knuckles hovering just inches from the door when I heard his voice. "Have Clara’s blood reports come in yet?" "They have, Alpha. The level of Silver Dust in her system is dangerously high." Silver Dust?

The one Amelia claimed would be hers. He barely knew I existed, not the less give me a chance to be his chosen. And maybe that was for the best. “You know nothing about the bond, Amelia.” I whispered, my palms still on my cheeks. Amelia leaned in. “The brave mutt still has the guts to talk back at me,” she smiled “Anyways, for your information; I know enough to say this—you’ll never be Luna. You’ll never even be loved. The only thing you're good for, Silver, is making the rest of us look better.”