Silver Wolf Feet Novels & Stories

We’re going to shift and hunt with her. Silver’s wolf is flawed, just as she is. Her fur is the tone of her natural eye color; sky-blue. She’s huge for a shifter wolf and has silver wings that span out a couple of yards in each direction. A silver crescent moon shines brightly on her forehead between her orbs, which hold all three hues-blue, silver and gold. ‘Even her wolf is an ugly freak of nature! Stand down, damn it! She’s not our mate! You better not do anything to embarrass the shit out of me! I would never accept that abomination as my mate!’

Stormie’s wolf is a silver colored wolf with a gentle splash of black around it feet. His dreamy silver eyes pierce through the forest looking for movement and indeed he saw one out of the corner of his eyes. Halt!!! He said to everyone and they all stop. He look around, carefully walking toward the the shadow his clattering teeth ready to tear everything into nothing. Well well well, what do we have here?

“Let me go.” “Why don't you try to free yourself?” He asks, and I look down at my hands. They are being tied in silver. Werewolves have a weakness of silver. Every single person knows that. Whether it is a fantasy or not. I close my eyes, trying to focus even as I am being pulled along. Nothing is working, and I can barely understand what is even going on. My head is fuzzy. I am supposed to be resting. I try looking down at my feet through the huddle, and I notice that the sole of my feet are fully healed.

Devon straightened beside me. Silver is extremely harmful for werewolves, especially if injected into their bloodstream, it burns the blood vessels and causes a meltdown of internal organs. The brain stops functioning and renders the wolf incapable to breathe, arteries collapse and the heart shrinks if it survives the burns. Silver is a well known weakness of the wolves and is often used against them. ​It is banned in all the realms except the human realm. "And you're telling me now?" I asked, scowling at the Ulfric.

So, I returned my focus to what was playing out before me. The moonlight imparted to the graphite night a soothing beauty, shining with a bright bold radiance that made these nocturnal creatures appear so majestic. Five of them squared off with another antagonistic five. The one that was different from the others was a beautiful silver she-wolf with a glowing infinity sign on her forehead and golden leaves coronets around her pasterns. She declared, “This is your last chance to surrender.” “Why? So you can make us the footstool to your pathetic mutts.” The blue-black one with the spruce teardrop in a triangle on his forehead charged at her.

No vampire has dared to come near; they are even scared of Archie. “I will keep my pace,” she said. “Okay, let’s shift and run around the woods,” Silver said. I nod my head and watch them shift. Octavia is a white wolf, and Silver is a black wolf. Their fur is so cute and sparkling, and Silver is bigger than her. They are both huge, and just one paw will cause a deadly injury. They both purred at themselves, moving closer to each other, but I stayed in their middle, my hand on their snout.

“There is something you should see.” I take her hand without thinking. Her skin is cool. Soft. Steady. We walk. The clearing fades behind us. The trees part without resistance. The fog thins. We reach a place where the ground drops away, a shallow basin carved into black stone. At the bottom, bound in thick vines that pulse like veins, lies a wolf. Massive. Silver-furred. Eyes the color of storm clouds. It rests on its side, ribs rising and falling in shallow breaths. The vines coil around its throat, its legs, its tail. Every time it tries to lift its head, they tighten. A low, broken whine slips from its throat.

When i opened my eyes i looked down at the ground, i saw furry paws, my wolf form was finally complete, i knew i was going to be in another form of pain i looked at my fur, it was pretty cool looking, i was Silver, i wondered what color where my eyes, i mindlinked my mother, asking her what color were my eyes, and she told me, “Your eyes are Amber honey, your beautiful,” Nodded knowing it looked a little crazy with a wolf nodding its head, then suddenly i felt another kind of level of pain, i started shiting once again, my legs and arms breaking, my whole body was on fire, i thought i was going to be on fire it was burning so badly, what the hell is happening to me,