Silver Werehog Novels & Stories

He was tall—easily 6'5"—with hair so dark it swallowed the light and features so sharp they looked sculpted from granite. The air around him shimmered with suppressed power, the kind that didn't need to be displayed to be understood. ​ As I approached the table with a tray of fresh bacon, keeping my gaze locked on the tablecloth, a sudden, almost physical force slammed into me. It wasn't Kael's power, but something deeper, a jolt that went straight to my core. The bacon grease sizzled, and I nearly dropped the heavy tray. ​ I flinched, my eyes snapping up just for a second, to locate the danger. ​ And I looked right into his eyes. ​ They were a piercing, crystalline silver—the color of the m

"I'm here to teach you to survive what's coming. Whether you keep your humanity or not... that's your choice to make." "Then teach me," Wendy said. "But don't try to make my choices for me." The marks on her skin pulsed brighter, and for a moment, her eyes flashed pure silver before returning to their normal hazel. Aria and Byrde exchanged a look over her head - worry mixed with something else. Fear, perhaps. Or recognition. "Very well," Aria said. "We'll do this your way. But remember - the silver power has its own will. And it's patient. It waited a hundred years for me to stop fighting it. It can wait for you too."

his wolf proudly said. "You are a coward. You went here to fight me with that silver in your claw. You know it will make werewolves weak," I told him. "And eventually, it will kill you, Hector. Silver is a poison to werewolves," he declared. "So this is how you killed my brothers. With that silver you have. Very funny. If not because of that silver, you will be the biggest loser. You will be afraid for sure to fight me, if without that silver," I replied. I want to piss him off. I want to break his focus. That is the only thing I can think of to defeat him.

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

It wasn't steel; it was too bright, too cold, and its presence felt like a searing, impossible wrongness. I leaned closer, my mind instantly disconnecting from the corporate environment, the Board demands, and the Logan problem. This was different. This was Pack. With meticulous care, I pinched the tiny strand between my thumb and forefinger and extracted it. It was no more than an inch long, brittle, and intricately twisted to resemble a miniature, crude knot, a gift left precisely where my body would rest. Silver. Unmistakably. The corporate noise vanished, replaced by the primal silence of the wolf detecting a fatal threat. Silver was never accidental. It wasn't contamination. It was a ta

She's not as weak as I thought, she's my mate and I couldn't see it all this while, I kept on rejecting her and fighting with her, I am a fool__ a very huge one. “I second that!!” I heard the snug voice of my wolf. I should have noticed it when my wolf reached out to me in the tent, I should have known she was the one that called him out. “Of course, she called me out, I and Silver has been communicating but you refuse to accept her!!” He replied. “Who is Silver?” I asked. “Silver is Sylvia’s wolf idiot, she's the one you always see in your dreams!!”He replied.

He wanted me to speak. Silver. The word was at the tip of my tongue, but I wasn’t sure if I should say it. It was too... obvious. But Mr. Thompson’s expectant gaze was enough to push me into speaking. “Silver?” I said, a little hesitantly. Mr. Thompson nodded. “Correct. Silver is a werewolf’s kryptonite, their main enemy. Now, Hazel, stand up and tell me, what happens when a werewolf touches silver?” “Uh… how would I know?” I stammered. “I’ve never encountered any werewolves…”

You can hear his back break as he snaps against the trunk. She slowly makes her way across the small gap to the wolf. He tries to stand up but cannot move yet. His healing ability is slower as a rogue. Once she is standing in front of him, “You dare to attack me?” she says through a mind-link. Both the rogue and I are stunned. How can she communicate with him? We are not a part of the same Pack. “Who are you?” he demands through the mind-link. “Since you are about to die, I can tell you. I am the silver wolf. We are born once every hundred years. We are among the most powerful wolves walking the earth and are direct descendants of the Moon Goddess herself,” she says coldly.

The mate bond pulsed weakly in my chest, the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. "The silver," I whispered. "It was spreading so fast. I've never seen it move like that, not even in humans. Not in an Alpha." Hunter and Alexei exchanged glances. "The blade was treated," Alexei said, his voice grim. "Weaponized silver. Designed to maximize damage." A cold weight settled in my stomach. Normal silver was dangerous to werewolves, but our bodies could eventually process it, especially Alphas with their stronger healing. Weaponized silver was something else entirely—designed to spread rapidly, to resist our natural defenses.

But again, the silver was making the process slower. He was furious would be an understatement. He was more than that. He was in his territory and someone dared to attack him, at his territory only. Could things go worse than this?! It was a direct challenge for him because he could say from the smell that the man wasn't from the North region. 'Are you okay?' Dominic asked his wolf who was affected the most by the silver. Silver always works faster and more dangerously on the wolf than the human body. It weakens the wolf which automatically slows down the healing power and eventually weakens the human body.