Silver X Sebek Novels & Stories

The metal began to glow, not with the cold, toxic white of silver, but with the deep, ancient gold of the sacred bond. The fibers began to crack, the silver dissolving into harmless gray dust where my hands held the mesh. Silas let out a roar of pure disbelief. "What is she doing? Marek, what the hell is she doing?" "The ancient bloodline," Marek gasped from the snow, his eyes wide with a secondary, deeper terror that had nothing to do with his wound. "The Lycan lineage... It’s not extinct. Kyrian was a descendant of the first Lunas. She’s... she’s neutralizing the silver."

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:

I hummed, pretending to appear disinterested, “you can never go wrong with silver.” He nodded, following my lead. “Are you… sure?” the clerk questioned with some worry. “You would fare much better with stainless steel or even titanium.” Silver was, unfortunately, a rare metal in our lands and, even so, one that was scarcely used. Most werewolves had some minor aversion to such a pure substance—a flaw even the Moon Goddess herself couldn’t reverse. But it mattered not. If silver was what Maeve wanted, she would get it. “No, he’s right,” Burke interjected. “My intended happens to love silver.”

Sajida said to us. The irony. It was a dagger, what she showed us - a dagger made of silver, the handle dressed in dark leather that had a figure carved in it. I immediately recognized who it was - Ra, the Egyptian sun god. In the middle of the quillon was an orange orb, clouded and foggy, but still ripe with power. The blade had hieroglyphs etched into the silver, covering the entire surface. "Aubade," Sajida said. "This here will kill you an Elder."

Looking at Silver, we all heard Selene. “If it pleases you to learn a truth, then a secret shall be revealed. If not until the death of Sally, shall you all remain in strange.” Alpha Milo looked at Selene with curiosity, and he was a firm man with his choices, which didn’t surprise me as he answered in a strong tone. “Reveal to us what you hide. We have had enough surprises, Selene,” he held the woman by his side while the other remained behind them. “As you wish, Silver is within Gold, as Gold is working Silver, each has a task with their mates that hold their rivals body, to learn what they truly deserve from each other.”

“My only focus was protecting Draven and my child. Nothing more.” Selene scoffed loudly. “Protecting? You expect us to believe that?” Her voice rose. “Draven was stable before you arrived. He was disciplined, strong, and responsible. Then you came with your strange powers and your suspicious abilities.” She pointed directly at Silver. “And now you carry a child that radiates unnatural energy.” Gasps rose among the nobles. A few exchanged uneasy glances. Liora swallowed her frustration. “Silver is blessed by the Moon Goddess. The priestess verified that on the night he was born.”

Sebastian said. “So, if she is carrying a male pup, he could be a Supreme Alpha Werewolf combined with a Royal Werebear?” Sebastian nodded, “OK, but then why did you hide your lineage and abilities?” I was intrigued by his decisions. “Silvercrown accepted me as one of their own. Soon, I befriended our current Alpha, and he appointed me as his Beta. Then I met Nadia, and when the girls arrived, I just knew that I needed to remain hidden, I wouldn't want some power-hungry Alpha chasing after them, only by the prospect of them carrying a wolf-bear pup.” Sebastian sighed,

“Blessed Silver is so rare, even at my home with the witches we have a scarce amount. Was Alpha Fredrick aware of this?” I shook my head. This was the first time I’d ever heard of those words and I had no idea what they meant as my hand went for my shoulder, resting there slightly. “Long ago, the Moon Goddess had a lover called Aric. He was once a hunter and his dedication drew her attention. She gave him sanctuary with her shifters and they had a home with a daughter. To make him feel trusted and one with the pack, she offered him Blessed Silver. If he were to ever be in danger the Silver could cause a block between the shifter and their wolf so the fights would be fair, but never did she i

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”