Silver Werewolf Novels & Stories

The warmth of the flames seemed to beckon the past forth, and I began. "You see, Silver's history is a tapestry woven with tragedy and perseverance, a tale that echoes through the ages of our kind." I narrated the tale even as I looked for clues that could help me find Lilac, my mate. "Long ago, Silver's family belonged to a pack steeped in tradition, where the howls of the wolves harmonized with the whispers of the trees. They were devout worshippers of the Moon Goddess, their lives entwined with the celestial dance of night and sky. And at the heart of it all was Silver, half wolf, half witch. Born from an Alpha father and a witch mother; a beacon of devotion and purity, entrusted as the p

However, I refused to have one, which was solace because I had no plan to meet my mate. Growing up in solitude is the finest thing ever, not because I hate to have friends but because that's the best way to preserve my life. To evade interactions and obscure my existence from the vicious cubs. Honestly, I have one friend, just one friend. His name is Matt. He is the Beta of the Sprew Moon Pack, but I had no idea who was the Alpha and Omega of their pack. Well, knowing their information wasn't my cup of tea. I am a silver werewolf, and our breed was rare because of our extraordinary ability to heal the physical state of the werewolves. Our blood was highly vers

Well, that is because he is the only one that has the power to control a newbie from going rampage and also, after the change, bonds with the newbie to become an official member of the pack. Well, as you can tell, since the alpha wasn't there with me that night, I am not officially part of the pack. So no one could guess I have a wolf. One thing also, my wolf's color is silver, like literally silver. It was never heard of that a silver wolf exists or existed before, so I dare not tell anyone about it. I splash water on my face once more before quickly doing my morning routines and going upstairs to the pack's kitchen to prepare meals for the whole pack. After that, I cleaned the whole mansio

In no time, the dagger was already on my hand, which was covered with thick cloth cover. Silver was considered to be the werewolves' weakness as well as the vampires. It caused us unbearable pain all over our bodies. However, the Bloody Fangs did use the silver dagger to make us get used to the pain. It didn't mean that we were immune, though. We still felt the pain, but it was a bit bearable for us.

All I can focus on is the pages in front of me, the steady beat of her heart and the heat of her thigh pressing against mine. My wolf rumbles happily, pleased at our proximity to one another. It’s dangerous how pleased he feels.. I clear my throat, anchoring myself in a voice meant for courts and battlefields and, now, a single girl on my lap. “The Silver Wolves,” I read from the first header, letting the measured cadence roll from my tongue with ease. “An anomalous bloodline that remains incredibly rare and notoriously unstable. Their lunar resonance exists at magnitudes that are capable of disrupting established bonds and hierarchies.”

"He has been preparing for the Silver Moon Wolf for three hundred years. Every marked wolf in every pack, watching. Waiting. Recording bloodlines, searching for the signs." The younger female guard suddenly convulsed, black veins spreading up her neck. "No!" she screamed. "I didn't tell them anything! I didn't—" She collapsed, foam tinged with blood bubbling from her mouth. The kitchen servant backed away in horror. "He's killing her! The Collector is killing her through the mark!" Wendy dropped to her knees beside the convulsing woman, her hands glowing silver as she pressed them to the guard's chest. She could feel the mark inside, burning like acid, destroying the wolf from within. The Co

He told me that there was nothing to worry about since werewolves heal incredibly fast, but by the looks of it, it didn't seem like he was even healing at all. "Dylan?" He turned to me in response with his eyebrows raised in question. "Yeah?" "Your injury...it's getting worse, isn't it?" The brief moment of hesitation before he smiled reassuringly and shook his head was all I needed to know that my suspicions were correct. I remembered Enzo telling me that he was shot in the chest with a pure silver bullet and just barely managed to dodge it. Silver is fatal to werewolves. "Don't lie to me."

The words on the page are handwritten and some of the writing is beginning to fade. “The appearance of a Silver Wolf happens only once every hundred years. Only one Silver Wolf can exist at a time. The death of one Silver Wolf means the birth of a new one. The Silver Wolf is not contained to a singular blood line. Every Silver Wolf is chosen by the moon goddess alone. Silver Wolves are often hunted down by other werewolves because of their particular abilities. Each Silver Wolf is blessed by the moon goddess with some sort of psychic ability. As the Silver Wolf approaches their eighteenth birthday their abilities will begin to manifest. It can take years for a Silver Wolf to gain full contro

Silver may burn and be extremely deadly to a werewolf inside and out but to a vampire, it is uncomfortable on the skin and dulls their senses. Silver does the most damage to a vampire when it is in their bloodstream, as the Royal family has already found out. If Scarlett hadn't been a hybrid, the silver she ingested with that blood would have killed her, but then there is now a rumour going around that the werewolf Alpha that was holding Scarlett was experimenting with silver, making it so he could stand having silver in his blood so that when a vampire bit into him they would be affected by the silver.

He was kind, elderly man who had been my family doctor for many years. “What seems to be the trouble, Alpha?” he asked, looking at Selena with concern. “She has eaten and she just informed me that she was poisoned with silver. Is there anything you can do to save her.” I asked. “Silver poisoning is a serious condition especially for a werewolf.” Dr. Otsuki replied. “Your wolf must have been fighting it for weeks now that’s why you are still alive. If you were a mere human, you would have died. We need to act quickly to remove as much of the silver from her system as possible.