Silver Wolves Novels & Stories

She turned and looked up at the sky gasping at the beauty of a huge blood-red moon just reaching its zenith in the night sky with the clouds around it coloured from deepest red to palest pink exactly like the one her Mother had shown her hours after she was born. Opening her bedroom door, she hesitated, but then she remembered the Witch's words. Instead of turning right to go to the training grounds as she did every night, she turned left and headed for the Main Hall. Constantine had been on edge all day, he had planned for this war he was about to start and his men were ready he would take down the arrogant Alpha Joachim and kill every last member of his Pack. It was the least he dese

"We are werewolves, like we said before. Because we are twins, we both became the Alphas of our pack which is called the Silver Moon pack. We were traveling alone as wolves when we got ambushed by other wolves. We were able to fight them but it was a large difference.

Plan B was currently searching through the areas the pack thought were protected. Somewhere between here and there, two wolves moving like a blur of fur raced down the mountain—one pitch black and one pure white, like yin and yang. They would leap to outpace each other, but they only looked like fish playing and jumping out the water, their scales glinting under the moonlight. They smile, they smirk. They tease, they laugh.

His heart felt full of her acceptance of him as they devoured the white tailed buck. He hadn’t participated in their pack runs or pack hunts before, and although there were similarities to Dragonmoon, there were also many differences. Newblood revered her in a way that he had never even seen with Serburi, and they were considered royalty. He also had never seen silver wolves, gray, yes, but actually silver? And not just in coloring, but in a shimmering, practically glowing way. Every member of Silverclaw shared this aspect of their wolves. Subtle differences existed in the family, Samantha was larger and her claws were a blue that seemed to shine like stars, w

Wolves don’t usually patrol much in a storm. I gather all of my troops that I brought with me and I separate them into four groups. I am sending them to the four corners of the pack territory to see if my scouts can find some kind of clue to help us find her. Sean and his group of warriors were patrolling their section of pack territory and he noticed that there were lights on in the old LeBlanc house which he found odd because he couldn’t remember anyone ever living there.

With her mind turning over every possibility, Alina was glad that watching the warriors meant she wasn't supposed to provide conversation as well. The warriors moved in one fluid unit without speaking. As the sun beat down upon their sweat-covered backs, they grappled, testing their limits and pushing the others to do the same. The hits were hard but filled with controlled aggression, and sometimes blood flowed, but not once did the warriors acknowledge the pain or stop if they got injured, and Alina now knew why Cyrus emerged as the victor in the fights back at the palace. These were elite wolves. A flash in the light captured Alina's attention, and when she turned her head slightly, she sa

Their silver eyes weren’t as intimidating as they initially thought. During the same period, they only heard a handful of Lycan sightings. No actual attack has been reported. Silver wolves have begun to appear on every pack. As they were already aware that they might appear, no one panicked at their sudden presence. With that, more have come to believe their words and some became interested to join their new pack. They all went to Snow Mountain before being given directions to the palace ruins. Clyde and Tyler assessed them on Alex’s behalf.

Their eyes glimmered with a malefic light, revealing their true nature as they prepared to unleash chaos upon the unsuspecting nation. The Black Wolves bore a distinct mark of their predatory nature. Etched upon their bodies, each member possessed a sinuous tattoo, resembling a coiled serpent with piercing crimson eyes. The mark adorned their bare arms, a visible symbol of their allegiance to the pack and their dedication to the impending destruction they sought.

All the warriors were conditioned to live life as if they were in active battle so they moved without urgency or fear as we embarked on one of the greatest journeys of our pack. “Let’s end this,” I said. He followed behind me as we went to where the others were gathered. There were over two hundred wolves that would start the operation and we had several backups, all of whom would come after us. We would devastate Blood Moon hard and fast. I shifted. My senses sharpened. The ground underneath quivered with the paws of so many wolves moving at once in the same direction. Blood Moon didn’t know we were coming. Not yet. By the time we got to the borders, their soldiers were just changing shifts

leave because that would cause suspension and get the packs talking. When you are a wolf married to your mate, it's not easy to walk away until death. If she truly wants an out, she will have to die. She has to stay to protect us; at least, that's what I've been told all my life. also, be careful. They can sense when you have become a wolf and sense your aura. If it seems too strong, that may cause a problem. I didn't see yours until we started talking, and it almost looks like mine. “ I look over at Jesse. “ what do you mean, my aura?? I'm not an alpha. What is going on ?” Jesse stands up, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then opens Her eyes. They're deep, bright red, and around h