Silver St Cloud Novels & Stories

, 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.

She was my sister-in-law, and I was proud of it. "Yes, Tamia. Those are two different scenarios, but one thing is certain, these bastards came from the east," Linda said with rage in her eyes. "Silver dust production and usage are indigenous to us. The expertise used to administer it in the air could only be achieved through years of practice. We need to comb through the east because I doubt these people are in the north," Linda said, and that was a piece of information we overlooked. "Silver dust is manufactured in the east. We import it from there, but not many people know of it or how to use it. These people are either from the east or have dealings with the east," Linda said, and she mad

He never let go of my hand. When we got to the forest, the young alpha crouched behind some shrubs and motioned for me to do the same. I followed suit. "Stay here," he ordered. "My horse is on the other side of the forest. I'll get my horse and circle back to you, but you mustn't leave this spot." "I won't leave this spot." I promised, but he shook his head. "No," he said. "Those people will kill you without feeling remorse if they find out you're here. Swear it. Upon the Moon Goddess."

For a little while, it was just us and the forest. When Alexa finally slowed down, I noticed a lake ahead, its water so clear it looked like glass. “Wow, look at that,” I said through the mindlink, my voice soft with awe. Alexa padded closer, her paws silent on the soft earth, until we reached the edge of the lake. I caught her reflection in the water, and my breath hitched. She was a silver wolf, her fur shimmering like moonlight, with patches of white woven through it. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered, stunned. Silver and white wolves were rare—almost unheard of. I’d never seen one in person, and now here I was, staring at my own wolf. “We’re rare, Alexa. Did you know that?”

The fight drains out of him when he sees the three crossbows aimed at his chest. Tarek stands over him, chest heaving, rain plastering his hair to his face. He looks wild. He looks alive. I step off the man I pinned, he’s not going anywhere, and walk over to the cart. I rip the canvas back and discover, to absolutely zero surprise, twelve bars of raw silver, stamped with the Silvercrest seal, glowing dull and heavy in the lantern light. “Well,” I say, looking at Kellan. “I don’t think Rask wears these to the country.”

CHAPTER 6: A Silver Goddess! Damian The strangest part was still being in her human form with all that lividness exuding from her. Tusk-sharp claws I would never imagine on a broken weakling like her. Scary canines exposed in a bitter snarl. Her naturally black hair waved thicker over her back with ancient silver streaks, gleaming no differently from the blinding light in her eyes, or do I call it blazing flames? The room burned hotter with every passing second.

Silver walked to the stairwell, because she was not getting back in that elevator, and pushed through the door, and climbed to seventeen, and collected her files, and returned to her desk. She sat down. She stared at her screen for a moment. Then she picked up her phone and sent Skylia a text. *You were right about one thing.* Skylia replied in under thirty seconds. *I'm always right about everything, be specific.* Silver looked at the text. Then she typed: *He hasn't realized it yet. But he's getting there.* Three dots. Then: *Tell me everything.* Silver put the phone face down on the desk. She opened the execution plan draft. She had work to do. And some things were not her story to tell.

“Hands like light itself. Healed my brother’s fever with one touch and he was good as new by morning.” My head lifted before I realized it, honing in on the conversation. The speaker was a merchant, middle-aged, half-drunk, spinning tales to a group of guards around his table. I let their laughter wash over me and listened harder. “Where?” someone asked, snorting. “The moon doesn’t walk among us mere mortals.” “Silver Glen,” the merchant said. “A small village near the northern ridge. They call her the Silver Healer. Some say she’s blessed by the Goddess herself. Eyes like molten silver, they say. Glows when she works.”

It is light as spider silk, woven with actual pulverized silver dust meant to reflect full-moon light during a mating ritual. I step up to the counter, my fingers brushing the edge of the glass. “This lace... how much per cubit?” The shop owner, a shrewd female wolf with sharp features, looks me up and down, recognizing my high-pack posture immediately. “That is moon-silver thread, imported directly from the high artisans of Ironvale. It is eighteen hundred copper-tokens per cubit.” I raise an eyebrow, pinching a stray sample between my fingers. “It is woven from wild spider-silk and cold-pressed silver. Beautiful, but delicate. It won't hold up if it’s pulled too tightly against heavy leath

"The Wolf Queen wants another child." Kael said it while unfastening my nightdress. "You bear easily. Carry one more for her." Ten months later, I gave birth to a silver-eyed daughter. The midwife cut the cord, wrapped her in black cloth steeped in scent-severing herb, and carried her from the room before I could look twice. She was the second. Everyone at court knew that Seraphine had destroyed her moon-vein saving Kael and could never bear an heir. Otherwise, no daughter of Silvercrest would have been welcomed into the Wolf Keep. To Kael, I was never a partner. I was the Moon-Bound woman chosen to give the Wolf Queen children and the royal line its blood. No one asked whether I consented w