Silver Wolf Feet Novels & Stories

I made some attacks, but not enough to do any real damage. When I reached the palace, I shifted back into my wolf form. Leo shifted back as well and handed me some pants. We both put the pants on before running around the back of the packhouse, trying to pick up Silver’s scent. I froze when I saw Silver curled up on the ground, whimpering and crying. Her entire body was racked up with sobs and standing beside her was Scott. They were both glowing bright red and I could tell he was channeling her powers, making his even stronger.

The silver mark had spread beyond my wrist, glowing in intricate patterns up my arm. Behind me, a luminous wolf made entirely of moonlight slowly emerged. She stood taller than any living wolf. Her silver eyes were ancient, wise, powerful. She looked at me. Then at Kael. Finally, she raised her head toward the moon and released a haunting howl that echoed across every mountain in the North. Far away, beneath the Fang, the First Wolf lifted his weary head. In the shadows, the Hollow King slowly rose from his throne. And for the first time in a thousand years, he looked afraid.

" The silver wolf yapped at the air, and something like a mist cloud suddenly appeared on the lake. "What the-" I watched in amazement as the mist moved to the shore and covered the silver wolf. "What the hell?" I muttered in shock. It is unlike anything I have ever seen. A woman rose from the mist and stepped forward, waving her hand for the fog to clear. Her skin was flawless and snow-white, and her deep blue eyes radiated an unmatched warmth and loveliness that I had never seen before. Her hair was a stunning shade of silver that danced in the wind.

The mountains were cold, but the air at the Silvermoon Estate was freezing for a different reason. We had retreated under the cover of the morning mist. Alexei’s home was a fortress of white stone and silver gates. It was supposed to be a sanctuary, but as I walked through the halls, I felt like a prisoner again. My hair remained silver, a constant glow that lit up the dark corridors. It would not change back. The Lunar Wolf was now a part of my skin.

One raised its head to the dawn and howled, the sound tearing through Kaelen’s bones. Werewolves. The pack fanned out, circling. There were at least six, maybe more in the shadows. Kaelen gripped the useless remains of his poker before realizing it had melted to slag. He had no weapon. Only the fire inside him, and that was as likely to kill Elira as their hunters. The largest of the wolves padded forward, towering over the others. Its silver eyes locked on Kaelen. “The blood stirs,” it growled, its voice a gravelly rumble that no beast should possess. “He belongs to the Moon.”

"Light and reflection, sun and moon." Apollo nudged my shoulder, inviting play in the way of wolves. Despite the gravity of our situation, I couldn't resist responding, Diamond's joy bubbling through me as we circled and pawed at each other. For just a few precious moments, we were just siblings in our true forms, but something nagged at me. Why were people calling me a silver wolf? I was white with silver flecks, but my paws, the tip of my tail and one of my ears were golden. “Why do people call our mate the silver wolf, as you can see she’s not silver?” Fin stated rather than asked.

Ariel goes white as a sheet, “I didn’t - I had nothing to do with -“ I’m about to dig my claws into her skin when I hear someone approaching. A few someones. I look sharply to my right towards the tree line and my body nearly goes slack in shock when I see large wolves walk out, making their way towards us. It’s not the wolves that take me aback. It is the cooler of their fur. Silver fur. The trademark color of the Clear Mountain Clan.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

house. I waited for some time, muscles feeling stiff before finally descending the tree. Why would I have nightmares of him I wondered, I knew it was him due to his fur pattern on his ears, I had never seen another wolf with such ears. I wondered silently if it had to do with him being mad that I didn’t remember him. I knew I needed to get to Rose’s but the sudden fear was crippling, what if he was right that he would get what he wanted, what if he used the fear all seemed to have in his family to get Alpha James to hand me over to his pack. Was I risking my friend and her family if I went to their house? The scent of moonlight reached me on a random breeze, the moon goddess herself was tr