Silver X Whisper Novels & Stories

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.”

⛏️ Chapter Twelve: The Descent into the Silver Veins ​The air in the disused mine shaft hit us like a physical weight—damp, metallic, and cold. The familiar scent of earth and granite was overlaid with a strange, subtle hum that made the hairs on my arms rise. This was the source of the Silver Wolf Pack’s ancient magic—the ground itself was rich in trace lunar metal, a faint echo of the Shard's power. It was protection, but it was also a homing beacon.

The silver drive in her hand caught the dying light of the sun, glowing like a piece of forbidden technology. ​"Julian, don't," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the gusting wind. My hand was steady on my rifle, but my heart was hammering against my ribs. "She’s a stranger. Whatever is on that drive, it’s not who you are anymore. You’re more than a series of protocols."

“Relax pretty boy, no one is going to hurt you. I will explain everything you’ve just seen.” “Explain?” I shrieked. “Explain what? That Logan is an animal and Kayla is a vampire and you are…what are you?” “A wolf is what I am. And yes Kayla is a vampire.” Silver reached into her tight jeans and pulled out a small transparent box which she tossed at Kayla. It contained green contacts. Everything fell into place. Her eyes. I always thought they were strange but then again I never thought too much about them because my hormones were on a rampage the few times I spoke with her.

The chatter of a hundred powerful wolves died down to a whisper as the massive silver-trimmed doors at the top of the staircase began to slide open. A wave of pure, shimmering silver energy rolled down the stairs, the Silver Force manifesting as a physical mist. Then, Sierra appeared. She was a vision of lethal elegance in a gown of midnight-blue silk that looked like liquid starlight. Her silver hair was swept up, exposing the long, elegant line of her neck, and the absence of Kaelen’s mark, which had been replaced by a faint, glowing sigil that pulsed with her own power.

He drops right beside her on the couch, his body brushing hers. Silver tried to move away, but his large palm descended on her thigh, and he gripped it hard to keep her in place. Silver held her breath. “I don't know how you did it, but you had me fooled.” He hissed, his icy blue eyes now on fire. He continued. “Once there was a time that I believed you were the most righteous woman I had ever met. If only I knew you were just camouflaging that righteous act to hide the whore you really are." He spat.

“One way or another.” The vines began to smolder. Instead of smoke, they released a vapour—a shimmering silver mist that rose in twisting tendrils. It had a sweet, metallic smell that made my head ache instantly. “The Silver Mist does not kill,” Gorven explained coldly as the guard used a fan to direct the mist toward me. “It opens the nerves. It amplifies every sensation. Sound. Touch. Pain. It will make your own heartbeat sound like a drum. It will make a whisper feel like a scream. And then, we will ask our questions again.”

Tears began to pour from my eyes, blurring the world as colors shifted and shadows receded. "Hush, Little One." Silver’s voice wrapped around my consciousness with a brush of soft fur. Fur that soothed the terror and dulled the pain. "I have you." Perception shifted until it looked like I was viewing the world from a distance. I tried to move, but my body wouldn’t obey my commands. "You just rest. All will be well." Little by little, my body fought back the change. No. Silver fought back the change. She kept us human. She kept the others safe.