Silver Wolves Novels & Stories

But the chatter was useful: a brief insight into the life of the pack and at the same time an instruction for the stupid girl not to try to escape. “Practically the entire Lake Valley is our pack, eighty percent. Twenty more are people who work here. But within a radius of ten kilometers, only wolves, - Elya explained with pressure. “I already understood that it was useless to run away,” Lilya kicked a large bump with her foot. - Yes, I'm not talking about that, although ... - I understand. How do you stay in one place for so long? “Oh, oh, it’s so easy. Ten or fifteen years is quite possible to be in public. Now it's Leo, Mitya and me, but soon Mom and Aru will have to take care of business

What is her gift? - We, by virtue of nature, cannot freely communicate with animals, they are afraid of us, - she began to explain, - and werewolves with such a gift not only approach any animals calmly, but also feel their life streams. For example, you can say that your head hurts, show where it hurts, and werewolves with such a gift feel it. They are excellent veterinarians and are highly valued at our fur farms. In our flock, sable, arctic fox, marten, ermine are bred. A very profitable business. I still don't get what's wrong? A wonderful gift, - but I thought to myself that I don’t have a gift at all.

“They’ll need time to prepare.” My stomach twisted. The thought of other wolves fighting for me left me feeling uneasy. They had lives, after all. “Is that smart, though?” I stammered, “If they start gathering, won’t Solana notice? Besides, I don’t want any of them to get hurt. Isn’t there a way we can handle this without their help?” Ulrich pointed his fork at me, “Solana is calling on all manner of creatures that haven’t been seen since the dark ages. We’re going to need all the help we can get, kid.”

Danny comforted me. "You saved my family Sasha and I thank you." Emmett smiled as he stroked Charlie's hair. "I think the twins are green wolves." Danny added. "Green wolves?" Emmett asked. "Green emerald wolves are rare to the Celtic Crescent Moon Pack, most people have heard of white wolves and their power. There also exists green wolves who are direct descendents of Selena the Moon Goddess but are connected to the earth also. Why do you think the twins are green wolves?" Alpha Williams asked.

I asked amused at the little prey’s statement. “She is strong,” Mitne’s words drew me in suddenly. She? A Shewolf? The only way a she-woll can be alpha is when she is royalty or have a strong alpha bloodline that has had alphas in the offspring for generations. “I see, and she is the one who makes silver weapons?” I asked and Mitne nodded. It is not known in this city by all but we are a wolf pack that hunts down rogues and any wolf that threatens to expose our existence in the world to the humans. We are the boogeyman in the night under your bed or the serial killer lurking in the shadows as you walk home.

He was a big black wolf that transformed fast, running g to get what he wanted, Kayden's death. He was so blinded with hatred, that he didn't think for his defeat. Clark was always bloodthirsty, he also got what he wanted by force, and the fact that Kayden was a main Alpha, didn't stop him, not even this time. His ego will get him in trouble, this time for sure, because he doesn't know who his dealing with. Silver wolves were rare. They were also the strongest and fastest among all wolves that existed, ever. Clark knew that very well, but he refused to admit it, just like everything else.

The truth was close. And Silvercrest held the key. They had barely crossed into Silvercrest’s land when the first warning came. A single howl—long, deep, commanding. Theoden slowed. So did the others. Within seconds, they were surrounded. A dozen wolves stepped from the shadows, massive and silent, their silver-gray fur almost blending into the mist. But it was their eyes that caught Theoden’s attention. Not gold. Not brown. Silver. Cold. Calculating. The wolves of Silvercrest weren’t like other packs. They were old. Not just in age—but in purpose. And right now, they were watching Theoden like they were deciding whether to kill him or hear him out.

My shout echoed in the barren space. Rain held a finger to her lips and shushed me. “Don’t wake the others.” I hadn’t realized until then that there were several other nests like the one I had sprung out of. Each nest had two or three sets of breaths coming from them. “You also don’t want to attract the attention of anyone upstairs. Trust me. Apparently, there is some big prophecy that revolves around one of us, or so I gleaned from passing conversations that I listened in on. They say that the Silverwolf is the alpha of all alphas and that if they can mate her and control her, then there would be no one to stop them." She glanced up at the sliver of light from the door, fear sliding across

The smile on my face faded as I remembered the silver wolf Jake spoke about. Silver Wolfs were divine beings that had great power and can be very destructive if they go rogue, like Your Silver. He had been freeing slaves for now, but what if he decides to take over packs? He’d be very difficult to handle.

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.