Silverfang Opm 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.”

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.!”

Samantha growled as her aura flared. “Yes, Alpha!” Greg said as he kissed Penny on the head before handing her and the other pup to a kitchen worker. His mind link swept over us. He and Daren both pulled their silver teeth from their pockets and snapped them in their mouths. These were similar in fashion to Samantha’s, although these were more akin to Invisalign braces and could be removed. But, just like Samantha’s, these would stretch and mold into their wolf’s fangs; essentially coating their fangs with silver. All the titled members and elite fighters had them. This is the meaning of SilverFang.

“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