Novel & Cerita Silver The Hedgehog As A Human

His refusal to tell the physician the truth about Silver was more to have some leverage of classified information which he hoped the other wouldn't have and nothing else. “I'll clear you,” I said. “A few months ago, it was announced a human girl was captured and was supposed to be put to death. Gwyddion fought tooth and nail to save her, but only because the Moon Goddess made him to. This is that human girl. She's not a hybrid.” A look of confusion washed over his face as he watched Silver who looked like she wanted to enter the ground. “But, my Lord,” he persisted. “I ran some tests. She's truly a hybrid.”

With that in his corner, it was no wonder that Silver had been able to evade Seraphina for twelve years while being a teenager himself. Silver stared her down unflinchingly. “You put your hands on my woman. I will not tolerate this disrespect.” His voice was darker than I had ever heard it. It was likely that Silver might not be in control of his body, possessed by that thing behind him. “Great Dragon,” Seraphina said respectfully. “You do not need to participate in this war.” “The human has taken an oath,” Silver responded, lifting Amy into his arms. “I follow the human’s will.”

"Your healers know herbs and stitches. They don't know silver poisoning." "Our healers can manage." "No." I shook my head. "They can stitch flesh. They can stop bleeding. They cannot remove silver poison." I stepped closer, lowering my voice until only he could hear me. "If EdgePoint is truly bringing silver siege weapons, every wolf struck by them will die before they ever make it back to the keep." "Absolutely not." A moment passed and I simply stared at him. "You're human," he continued, his voice low but unyielding. "One silver arrow. One stray blade. I'd spend the entire battle protecting you instead of leading my warriors."

⛏️ Chapter Twelve: The Descent into the Silver Veins ​The air in the disused mine shaft hit us like a physical weight—damp, metallic, and cold. The familiar scent of earth and granite was overlaid with a strange, subtle hum that made the hairs on my arms rise. This was the source of the Silver Wolf Pack’s ancient magic—the ground itself was rich in trace lunar metal, a faint echo of the Shard's power. It was protection, but it was also a homing beacon.

“It was while running that I encountered Jade and got bitten.” “You see, I was one of a kind a thousand years ago, actually the first of my kind!” Silver said, a hint of pride on his face. “The first human to take the full bite of a wolf and a spirit creature infused with dark energy, not on any other night but the night of a full moon…and live!” Silver patted his neck. “Right here.” He tapped it furiously. “I took the bite fair and square, it almost killed me but I lived. Not just lived, I survived and I got stronger.”

That is when I noticed something my eyes had missed out on earlier. Something sharp and shiny was embedded in his skin. ‘Silver,’ I realized with a start. I wasn’t sure when exactly the rogue leader had pulled out silver to hurt Elijah, but I could see tiny bits and pieces sticking out of his skin. As if it hadn’t been a clean cut of a silver blade but something that burst into pieces and lodged itself inside his skin, slowing down the healing. Silver used to be our kryptonite. It hampered the wolf’s ability to heal, reduced a wolf’s strength and was deadly to werewolves if not treated on time.

I grabbed the dagger along as I turned and pierced it into chest, impaling his heart. He screamed and fell to the ground writhing in pain. My dagger wasn't just a normal object, it was laced with silver which was supernatural’s worst nightmare. It was the one thing that they feared but humans was immune to. A pinch of silver could weaken considerably and a more concentrated dose can even kill them. With a silver stake to the heart, this guy was going to die a slow and painful death. “You bitch. I'm going to kill you” He seethed as he continued groaning in pain on the restroom floor.

Prince Jaqen remarked “I also think that is what is happening but we don’t know what he is using them for” Derib replied “If it’s only humans that are being smuggled in then that means whatever it is they are needed for can’t be done by a werewolf. Come to think of it, werewolves are powerful than humans when it comes to strength and we both saw that there were increase in the smuggling of silver right? Silver is the only thing a werewolf cannot use their strength for because it works against their nature. Whatever it is he is doing has to do with silver and we have to find out what he wants to use them for” Prince Jaqen narrated and Derib opened his mouth in shock

Tears began to pour from my eyes, blurring the world as colors shifted and shadows receded. "Hush, Little One." Silver’s voice wrapped around my consciousness with a brush of soft fur. Fur that soothed the terror and dulled the pain. "I have you." Perception shifted until it looked like I was viewing the world from a distance. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t obey my commands. "You just rest. All will be well." Little by little, my body fought back the change. No. Silver fought back the change. She kept us human. She kept the others safe.

This silver had been created by humans, extracting the purest metal from nature to exterminate us. My beta, the most loyal of my wolves, was by my side, expressing a mix of concern and determination. He mentioned how humans were advancing, polluting the forest, and how the disease had already afflicted some wolves by feeding on contaminated animals. But my infection was unique, an inexplicable anomaly that only heightened the urgency of the situation. I had been injured in the final battle with my brother, a silver-tipped dagger pierced my chest. Unfortunately, it was the specific type of silver most harmful to wolves. Despite the goddess bringing me back, no one expected the bacteria to lod