Silver Sonic 06 Novels & Stories

"Yes. It is both. And more." ​He explained that the silver was not ordinary. It was from a secret mine of the Crescent Pack, treated with an old Alpha-grade shielding technique. "When you are close to it, it scrambles all basic electronic signals. That's why I gave it to you, it protects you from minor listening devices when you are outside. And it protects me when you are near the bug." ​He placed the device on his desk, then leaned close to me. The scent of his leather and power was overwhelming.

The program's voice reverberating in the air around us. "Phew!." Silver exclaimed, breathing heavily as she glanced our way. "You shut it down?." I asked. "That's the only thing I could do to prevent the hard drive from burning." Silver said as she drummed her fingers on the keyboard. "How long till it's back on?." Johnny asked gingerly. "Few days, maybe months till it can be accessible, I'm sorry." Silver muttered in disappointment. "What's that smell?." Johnny asked. Silver and I sniffed the air around us, it was the smell of burning wires.

One raised its head to the dawn and howled, the sound tearing through Kaelen’s bones. Werewolves. The pack fanned out, circling. There were at least six, maybe more in the shadows. Kaelen gripped the useless remains of his poker before realizing it had melted to slag. He had no weapon. Only the fire inside him, and that was as likely to kill Elira as their hunters. The largest of the wolves padded forward, towering over the others. Its silver eyes locked on Kaelen. “The blood stirs,” it growled, its voice a gravelly rumble that no beast should possess. “He belongs to the Moon.”

I had no clue. “One thousand gold pieces.” I said hoping that was going to be enough money. Cadogen let out a whistle. “You’re steep. Have you really never been touched?” his eyebrow arched quizzically. “I’m not a prude if that is what you are asking but I have never been intimate that way with a man.” I sat back wishing I would have said a different price. Maybe that was too high. He sat a moment longer, rapping his fingers on the table.

Temporary perhaps but useful. Before I could answer, another voice entered smoothly. “I was wondering when this conversation would happen.” I turned sharply to the sight of Clara. The Silvermoon Luna approached us gracefully, silver fabric trailing behind her like moonlight over ice. Her expression was calm. Cassius looked mildly amused by her arrival. I stared at her coldly. “What do you want?” Clara’s gaze shifted briefly toward Alicia across the hall, then back to me. “The same thing you do.” I almost laughed.

I groaned, knowing I'd forgotten to put it on silent after Vittorio told me he would get back to me. I lean forward and slip it towards me with a groan. My mouth parts as I see the name of the caller. It's Yumi. Yumi Nakahara, the first twin of the shadow sisters. I let it ring for a few more seconds before I pick it up and lean into the couch. “Hi Dami, Are you around?” I raise an eyebrow in confusion. “I'm around, what?” “Well, I realised I won't be free tomorrow for the meeting so I'd rescheduled it to today. I'm about to take the elevator right now.”

"Wolfsbane doesn't kill. What do you mean they are supposed to be dead?" Dr. Riley sighed. “True, wolfsbane doesn't kill, but silver does—at least when left for a longer period in the bloodstream." I took the other tube from his hand and surveyed it. "But there isn't any silver here. How would they have gotten silver?" I questioned. “There is, in that one, if you look closely," he gestured for the tube in Harry's grip, the one that contained the wolfsbane we had seen earlier. Harry raised the tubes against the sun while he squinted. "I do see something in it, but barely."

Let alone the tights and… I glanced at my feet… ballet flats? “That looks great on you!” “Huh?” I looked up at Logan, who was now buttoning up a dark blue polo shirt. I hadn't even seen him pull his own clothes out. “You were starting to spiral.” Silver said gently. “I took control just for a moment to break you out of the loop.” With those words, the anxiety that had started to grow at the missing time vanished like mist evaporating before the rising sun. Silver was just looking out for me like she always was.

The silky fabric made it super comfortable, light, and breathable. I unwrapped my damp hair and combed through it before putting it in a low pony. I didn’t feel like applying a full face of makeup, so I put concealer over the bags that hung under my eyes, did my eyebrows, lashes, and liner, and put a medium shade of maroon on my lids to match my dress. Once my makeup look was finished, I took my hair out of the ponytail, set some hair aside to make bangs, and then pulled my hair up into a high bun. A small amount of gel went onto the leftover hair and I styled some side swept bangs. Content with my appearance, I sprayed my favorite lavender smelling perfume and put on a pair of silver stilet

He gives me that devious smile, "I guess the Alpha wants to be fucked." He slams into me harder and deeper than before. I fist the sheets and scream my answer, "YES!" Over and over, Silas slams his cock in and out. "Silas," I scream. "That's the only name you will ever scream." I might split in two, but I don't want him to stop. "Fuck Syd, you have no idea how good you feel." My screams are a mix of pleasure and pain. "More, Silas." He is holding back; I can feel it.