Silver X Sebek Novels & Stories

I was a bit ashamed that I did not try to reach her initially. "I am awake, Willow, don't bother," She said, and I felt terrible. "I am sorry, Raya," I said, and she was silent. It was too much for us, but we pushed on. "How come you recovered faster than me?" I asked him, and he had no answer for me, but Raya did. "Well, Selene and I are the same. Silver will affect us worse than others because our life force is Selene's. Silver is her weakness, just like ultraviolet light is Apate's weakness," Raya explained to me, and I understood what had happened.

Derick walked up to me, his smile easy and warm, brown eyes bright in a way that made my chest tighten. “You’ve been busy?” he asked softly. “Huh—” I cleared my throat. “I’m… looking for Silver.” I avoided his eyes. “Oh.” He smiled wider. “He’s in the servants’ quarters. Did you know his mate is Sloth?” “Sloth?” I repeated. “Yeah. They had a heated argument earlier.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “Silver didn’t know they were mates. When he found out… well, it wasn’t pretty. And Sloth’s real name is Caleb.”

He didn't say anything at first and tension just grew inside the room, I was about to talk when he cut me off. “ She had the dream again,” I looked into his eye and gave him a questioning gaze. “ Who? Ava?” “ Who else? She of course,” I could tell that he was irritated but that was the least of my concern. “ It was more detailed this time around, she has found a lead and clue,” “ Really? Tell me more,” He continued, “ we are on the search for a woman named silver, she is a SEER and a WITCH. She is the only answer to her mystery,”

"She doesn't want to return." "What? How can you possibly know that?" "There's not much this can't do," She told him, raising her arm to show the bracelet tied around it. The sapphire gem was tucked back into it while she had given the other part of the Videns Viribus to Caleb. Josh had discovered from one of the manuscripts he owned that the bone belonged to the first alpha of the Silverstone Pack. It only seemed fitting that they had the object with them.

We both knew who she meant Sebastian. “He’s changed tactics. He’s using the Silvermoon telepathic link to speak through them,” I said. Liam crouched down to Lina’s level. “Where is Sebastian now?” “Below. In the room filled with silver light. He’s waiting for you.” The White Pack core chamber looked like the mechanical heart of the world. A massive dome, thirty meters wide, its walls lined with glass pipes carrying silver liquid. At its center stood a towering energy pillar reaching the ceiling the source of Project Silvermoon’s power.

I let it be the size it was. It was considerable. It was right. He looked at me. His eyes had the gold in them. Not the brief crack of gold from the ceremony hall—the gold that had been losing ground to silver from the moment he stepped forward, the gold that had been retreating before he even spoke. This was the full version. Gold all the way through, warm and settled, his wolf no longer fighting for something it had been trying to reach for eight months. His wolf had arrived. "There it is," I said.

Piece by piece, the kingdom bent closer to the hands of the prince who bore both power and shame. At last, only two packs remained. Caius spread the map across a wooden table, tapping his finger against a name inked in bold. “Silverfang. Even the name sounds legendary.” His grin widened. “Let’s save the best for last.” Sebastian studied the name, his chest tightening. The ink seemed to burn into his eyes. A strange pull tugged at his chest, and the crest on his skin thrummed faintly in response. Silverfang. He didn’t know why, but deep inside, his wolf whispered: That’s where everything changes.

corridor narrowed. Sloped downward. Then broke open into a cavern carved from the mountain's heart. Saeris stopped walking. At the chamber's heart stood a ring of silver. As massive as stone slabs, shaped like a gateway, or a door to nowhere. It looked less built than unearthed, as if the mountain had been split open to reveal it. Three shallow steps led up to the base. Gold runes were etched around the frame—on each slab of silver stone. The air tasted different here. Metallic. Electric. Like standing too close to lightning about to strike. Saeris had seen silver before. Weapons. Trinkets. Chains. Never like this. Never gathered in such impossible quantities. “What’s—” “This place?” Sa

"We’re going to wake one." He looked at me then, and the pain in his blue eyes was so sharp I had to catch my breath. "The Seeds... if they work the way Elder says, they don't just heal. They ignite. The prisoners in the Silver Mines are the descendants of the Hallowed remnants. Their wolves aren't dead; they're suppressed by the silver. We aren't just liberating them. We’re transforming them." "And if Selene gets there first?" Leo asked. "She still has the Mother-Lode shard."

Selene's nights were plagued by unsettling dreams—visions of blood on stone, eerie whispers, and the scent of smoke lingering even after she awoke. One night, she spotted a cloaked figure moving gracefully through the courtyard, a glint of silver beneath the hood catching her eye. Alarmed, she rushed to inform Kael. In the war room, Kael listened intently as Selene described the figure. Ezekiel, standing nearby, muttered, "Silver—that's Queen Seraphine's royal mark." Kael's jaw tightened. "So, she decided to make her move at last."