Silvermoon Novels & Stories

But it looked like the moon was glowing down on the tree, giving it a magnificent glow. “What is this? I have never seen or even heard of a tree like this.” I whispered as we walked closer. “As far as I know, it is the only one to exist. The first Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack found this tree, and because of the silver-like moonflowers, he named it the Silver Moon Pack. It always looks like this, whether it is winter or summer. Someone says the moon goddess planted it, others think it can cure silver poisoning. It is the Silver Moon Pack's most important secret.” Liam tells me.

⛏️ 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.

“Please, Mr. Kaiden, this is enough,” I begged, forcing my voice and face to look weak, almost tearful. “I’m not done.” I stared at him in disbelief. This man was insane. What more did he want than this? One kiss was not a big deal, but what we were doing was still betrayal. On both sides. “Both of us? You and I are cheating…” He cut me off, rolling his eyes with boredom. “It doesn’t matter who gets hurt as long as we both enjoy what we’re doing. When you’re with me, don’t think about anyone else.” “That’s not easy for someone getting married in two months.” “And what about someone who got married a month ago?” After I said that, he spoke words that hit me like lightni

"She smells of old ink and terror. Tell me, little Scribe, can you see the way we all die just by touching our wine glasses? Or is your gift as limited as your lifespan?" I felt a surge of cold anger. These weren't just mobsters; they were nightmares in silk ties. I reached out and picked up my silver fork, feeling the history of the metal—the hands that had polished it, the mouths it had fed, the secrets whispered over it. "I see enough," I said, my voice projecting with a strength I didn't know I had. I looked Ligeia straight in her iridescent eyes. "I see that this silver was mined from a grave. And I see that the woman sitting across from me is deathly afraid of the dark. Is that why you

The transition of power within the Silver Moon was not a ceremony of gold or quartz, but a silent, biological shift that felt as natural as the changing of the seasons. I stood by the door of our new cabin at the lake’s edge, my Tempered Heart drumming a steady, peaceful sixty beats per minute. My gold-ringed eyes watched as Fenris and Lyra walked toward the Alpha’s Den, their scents of ozone and pine needles lingering in the cool morning air. Killian stood beside me, his large, scarred hand resting on my hip, his slate-grey fur now almost entirely silver with the grace of his years.

"How do you know about my grandmother?" My breath caught. "Because the Moon Goddess sent me back to stop this. She said I was born to face something called the Devourer, that only the union of moon and shadow could stop the eternal night." I was rambling now. "Silvercrest is the moon. Shadowmere is the shadow. We're supposed to—" His wolf Storm suddenly erupted inside him. His eyes burned pure gold, and his entire body went rigid. "What the hell?" Kael grated through his teeth. "Storm, what are you—"

“Sugar?” “Who fucking else, Frank. I am here. I am me. I am the Blood Moon Alpha. I am yours, and you are mine.” I hear the Elders snarl behind me and feel one step forward. Fucking cowards. The Elder says, “Step back, girl. This is sacred.”

"The Wolf Queen wants another child." Kael said it while unfastening my nightdress. "You bear easily. Carry one more for her." Ten months later, I gave birth to a silver-eyed daughter. The midwife cut the cord, wrapped her in black cloth steeped in scent-severing herb, and carried her from the room before I could look twice. She was the second. Everyone at court knew that Seraphine had destroyed her moon-vein saving Kael and could never bear an heir. Otherwise, no daughter of Silvercrest would have been welcomed into the Wolf Keep. To Kael, I was never a partner. I was the Moon-Bound woman chosen to give the Wolf Queen children and the royal line its blood. No one asked whether I consented w

It was empty. "The Silver Moonstone isn't just jewelry, Maya," Cillian said, leaning against the wall for support. "It contains the concentrated lunar essence of the First Alpha. For centuries, the Vane family—the Silver-Backs—have held it. It acts as a dampener. It keeps our scent hidden from humans and, more importantly, it keeps the peace between the packs."

A slender woman with sharp red eyes and long golden hair sat behind it. “Lita Master Hemo would like you to get this girl situated. She and the small child in her arms should be in the dining hall in twenty minutes.” Miles gestured to my brother. “I thought his name was Cadogen?” I said, a bit confused. Miles stiffened. He took a deep breath and plastered a smile onto his face. “Here in Veinland we use a person’s surname that is not acquainted with us personally. Master Hemo is this coven’s ruler. His family has ruled this coven since the treaty of silver sion.” I nodded, not really understanding.