Silverback The Order Novels & Stories

Did his Gamma at a time do as he instructed, or was his past coming back to hunt him. Annik tried to walk toward the orb but retraced his steps, leaving the chamber. The last thing he needed was something that would remind him that he was an imposter. If he could, he would completely destroy the Sapphire. Erase anything that brought back that memory. Once out, their sight hiring the light, Scott came close to his ear. Waiting for him to calm down, “we do have another problem.” “What?” “The Silver Pack.” “What about them?” “They rebelled against the Wordsworth pack. They even killed the Alpha's son”

— The forest swallowed sound. Even the crunch of boots on soil seemed muffled beneath the weight of ancient magic. The Order moved in a tight formation, cloaked in gray and crimson, their sigils glinting faintly beneath the dim morning light that filtered through twisted branches. Marek led the way, his wolf beside him — a massive silver beast with eyes like molten steel. “Eyes and ears open,” Marek commanded, his tone sharp and steady. “Anything moves… we put it down.”

~ZEPHYR~ A frown formed on my face as Silver insisted for the umpteenth time that he would escort us back to the pack despite my repeated orders to leave with his mate. “I am your beta. I am supposed to protect you!” He placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed it gently. “They could be around us, looking for a way to attack you again.” “That is exactly why you must leave first,” I gritted my teeth, explaining again. I understood Silver wanted to protect me, but it would be a disaster if the black scroll fell into the wrong hands. “We are leaving first to serve as a distraction.”

(Derek's POV) The scent of burnt silver ash hung heavy in the night air as I approached the ceremonial grounds. My enhanced pack guards fanned out behind me, securing the perimeter with practiced efficiency. Their presence created an immediate shift in the atmosphere - a clear statement of my authority as Silverstone Pack heir. I spotted Alexander Blackwood and the beta female - Sarah Rivers - standing by a memorial alcove. The moonlight illuminated their faces, etching their expressions in stark relief. Alexander's posture was rigid with hostility, his golden eyes bloodshot and hollow with what appeared to be grief.

A massive wall of water swept across the horizon, but the Grey Pack warriors—their iridescent skin acting as a shield—survived the crash, floating on the waves like a celestial armada. I climbed out of the ruins of the Sanctum, holding Hope tightly. Eryx was behind me, his body covered in friction-burns but his spirit whole. Leo landed beside us, his Grey-Steel blade dissolving back into starlight. We stood on the deck of the sinking city, looking at the Eastern shore. The geometric forests were burning, and the tiered mountains were cracked. The "Perfect Order" had been broken by the weight of our chaos. But as the New Silver Moon vanished into the depths, a single, silver-and-white vessel

"Hannah and I both found out that he had been experimenting on her mother, extracting her essence just so he could tweak it a little and inject it into himself making him stronger." Kaleb moved in as well. "Why would he be experimenting on wolves?" I sighed, this is the part where they might not believe me, I wouldn't have believed myself if Hannah's mother and her weren't living proofs. "Because they are silver bloods, a much more powerful species than an average werewolf." They both laughed subtly like they couldn't believe what I had just said, "Silver bloods, what are those?"

I assured her. “Alpha… please hurry. I’m so scared and I think Silver is in serious trouble,” she croaked. I ended the mindlink without another word and turned to face my warriors. “We need to get to the pack hospital,” I said through the mindlink to them each. They all turned to look at me. “What’s going on?” Leo asked. “They took Silver,” I said, the words coming out like vomit. “I think I know how the rogues keep getting into our lands and I think I can explain why these rogues have the clothes of Shirley’s pack.”

The Elder nodded, his silver hair catching the moonstone light. "She belonged to the Order of the Silver Moon." He spoke the name with reverence, as if it were a prayer. "A secret order sworn to protect wolves whose bloodlines carried extraordinary destinies. They have existed since before the First Age, hidden in shadows, moving through history like ghosts. They do not seek glory. They do not seek recognition. They exist only to ensure that those who might save our world survive long enough to do so." Marcus shook his head, but the gesture felt mechanical, disconnected from the storm of thoughts racing through his mind.

⛏️ 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.

"Ang Order of the Silver Rose ay narito sa gitna natin. Narito ang mga mukha ng mga taong kumokontrol sa inyong buhay!" ​Isa-isang lumabas sa mga screen ang mga profile ng mga korumbidong opisyal, mga negosyanteng kasabwat ng Order, at ang mga lihim na transaksyon na nagmula pa sa panahon ni Doña Esmeralda. Ang buong bansa ay nagising sa katotohanan. ​Sa loob ng opisina, nawalan na ng lakas si Caleb. Ang kanyang system ay nag-crash dahil sa overload ng Aegis virus. Napaluhod siya sa harap ni Xander.