Silverfang Opm Novels & Stories

She glanced at the bottom of the page where she saw that it was written by, Mariana Victain. “The Supreme Magus?” This got her intrigued to continue reading the entire excerpt. “The treasures of Immortalis are biologically engineered artefacts known as Black Liver and Silver Fangs. Both were created after several experimental failures involving the blood of the innocent and the tainted hearts of the most vicious wild beasts. The key component of crafting these artefacts came from the hidden inscription on the Cronus monolith. This ancient discovery could only be understood by an adept sorcerer known as Olken Vaud.

Alpha Rowan peered through his glass window, looking lustfully at Sasha. She had started working for him last month and was dutifully carrying out her job descriptions in his company. She was a petite, curvy, stunningly beautiful diamond-like his jewelry. Nightfall Gems - a high-end jewelry company passed down to him from his father was the talk of the town. His pack - Silver Fang is known for their exquisite pieces. And talking about exquisite - his mind raced back to Sasha. He couldn’t control himself when he was around her. WhatHe wasn’t sure whether these feelings were just infatuation, obsession, or the real deal - love.

"Wolfsbane doesn't kill. What do you mean they are supposed to be dead?" Dr. Riley sighed. “True, wolfsbane doesn't kill, but silver does—at least when left for a longer period in the bloodstream." I took the other tube from his hand and surveyed it. "But there isn't any silver here. How would they have gotten silver?" I questioned. “There is, in that one, if you look closely," he gestured for the tube in Harry's grip, the one that contained the wolfsbane we had seen earlier. Harry raised the tubes against the sun while he squinted. "I do see something in it, but barely."

Alexa cuts in excitedly. Facing her, "What do you mean by my face has changed, Alexa?" I was getting more confused by the minute. "Okay, you need to see it for yourself to know what we are saying." Saying this, she grabbed my hand, brought me to the car door window, and pointed, "Look.". Still confused, I slowly turned my head to the window and was shocked by what I saw. My straight ebony-black with strips of silver has completely turned into wavy silver with strips of gold and is reaching my waistline.

She hissed at me as she went to open the door for our first pack Alpha. “Alpha Theodore Bronx, Alpha of the green woods pack, I brought my sons, Thomas and Timothy as one of my boys will be the next Alpha I hope you don’t mind Luna Riverwood.” A man’s voice said. I couldn’t see him from my seat but looking to Charlotte this was the reason she was here tonight. “Welcome Alpha, come on in. We are having everyone come to the sitting room to meet her so please follow me.” I heard the Luna’s voice come down the short hallway. I stood not wanting to but trying to make this go as well as it could. A tall man with black hair followed the Luna into the sitting room, I of course recognized the boys

Temporary perhaps but useful. Before I could answer, another voice entered smoothly. “I was wondering when this conversation would happen.” I turned sharply to the sight of Clara. The Silvermoon Luna approached us gracefully, silver fabric trailing behind her like moonlight over ice. Her expression was calm. Cassius looked mildly amused by her arrival. I stared at her coldly. “What do you want?” Clara’s gaze shifted briefly toward Alicia across the hall, then back to me. “The same thing you do.” I almost laughed.

Shouts of victory were heard from everywhere, as were howls of joy. “Elixir 2.0 will prove to be a great success.” I continued when they quieted down. “A festival must be attended in less than a month to help secure this for us, I would like to provide everyone the opportunity to help me decide on 10 of you who will accompany Silverclaw to Pheramannia Pack. Silverclaw will be open to expanding to the right members, once again, after this festival to those who believe they are a fit.”

But outside the woods—shadows grew closer. Blackthorn scout watched house. Whispered on phone: “Two Silverfangs confirmed. Female pure. Take her alive. Kill rest if needed.” Leader Thorne’s voice cold replied: “Soon. Make it hurt. Silverfangs took my sister years ago. Payback.” Old grudge deeper than they thought. And dawn—first attack small. Arrow through window—note attached: Blood for blood. Surrender female. Or town burns. Elara read, pale. Kael crushed the note.

⛏️ 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.