Silverfang Opm Novels & Stories

, Rose slightly pinched my cheeks. "Thank you", I said. We continued to chat. After a while, April and Rain joined us. "Wow, girls", Aston said coming towards us. Aston Silver, alpha of the Silver pack. The silver pack was a sister pack of Grey Lake. During my grandfather's time, our pack grew rapidly and the human town near our pack grew into our borders. My grandfather's brother Josh Silver took care of the pack which was another side of town. Eventually, people from that side accepted Josh as their Alpha and his descendants continued his position. We're still sharing revenue, strength, school, health services, and many more.

Two days before the ceremony, Karl returned home. He acted as if Natalie had never appeared, as if our confrontation had been a dream. "Stop looking at your phone and try on the ceremonial pendant," he said, holding out an engraved silver pendant meant to be worn during our mating run. I opened the box, glanced at it briefly, then closed it without removing the necklace. "If it's suitable, take it." Karl frowned at my dismissive attitude. "There's nothing between Natalie and me. Can you stop being so hostile toward a young Omega who's lost everything?"

Silver Fang has known war, they’ve seen darkness swallow the sun for three days before and somehow they battled their way out with great loses. Those three days were etched into the memory of every survivor, a time when the world felt like it had forgotten the meaning of light. They had buried their dead in the cold earth, wiped the blood from their blades, and told themselves they had won. They healed and moved on or so they thought, until this same darkness they thought they conquered is back, this time threatening to conquer their lands for good.

and how much I’d wanted to. “You need to rest,” she said, taking me to the bedroll. “This power’s draining you and you need sleep. Forget about every problem for now.” She was right with her words. The power was like trying to drink from a waterfall, the force of it endless and suffocating. I let her help me lie down, though my mind refused to quiet. Another Silver Fang existed — a healer, older, stronger, and apparently determined to stop me. But why? What did they gain by having me dead?

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.”

Since the river last night, when even the quiet between them had felt like sparks waiting for ignition. But hearing the word… Hearing that word internally… It changed everything. “Kalen?” Rowan asked, brow raised. “Are you listening?” “No,” Kalen said bluntly. “Say it again.” Rowan sighed, exasperated. “I said Silverpine wants to renegotiate the agreement. Nightclaw follows. Then Crescent Fang—” That name punched through his ribs. The wolf leapt. Crescent Fang. Mate. Go. To. Mate. No.

“Marriage is a liability I cannot afford. I will seal my position as Capo by slashing the throats of anyone who speaks against me. Not by some fucking marriage. It is never going to happen. Not today ,not tomorrow,not ever, Don Silver. Using his name caught his attention and I wished it hadn’t. His eyes shot up. I saw the split second of anger on his face before the schooled mask of calm slipped back on. “ At the expense of you seat as Capo?”, he asked in a dangerously low voice. A sharp intake of breath escaped from my lips in surprise. “ You will not-“ “You don’t get to tell me what I will and will not do Kian DaSilver.You will listen and listen good.!”

“I don’t believe we have met though, and I am a loss on even your name.” Her smile floundered a bit. “Yes, of course. I am so rude. It has been almost 10 years after all.” She held her hand out to shake Eric’s first before turning her gesture to Matthew. “My name is Samantha Silver, Alpha of the SilverFang pack. You dealt a lot with my late father, he considered you his closest ally in the region.”

“This year’s most important sponsor for the Summit of the Alphas? The one whose support could make or break the competition?” I nod slowly, already guessing where this is going. “It’s not Raiden,” she says. “It’s someone from Silverfang Pack.” The name sends a ripple of tension through me. Silverfang—the pack of the Alpha King. The pack that, until now, everyone assumed would naturally back Raiden and secure his success. “They haven’t confirmed their backing yet,” Ollie continues. “But if you could win their support, it would change everything.” My heart pounds. If I had Silverfang’s backing, it wouldn’t just be a challenge—it would be a statement. A declaration that I am more than just Raid