Sonic Idw Silver 소설 & 이야기

I looked out the window at the Packhouse grounds below, and at everyone. Heriberto had threatened everything and everyone I loved. Hell, he took the only thing that made me feel close to my mother, my magic but he hadn't broken my spirit. Not by a long shot. And that was his final mistake, because 'I AM TATE OSBORNE MILKELSON,' a human but also 'A SILVERFANG LUNA' and I don't do defeat.

We attacked and the battle began, but I noticed that Adrian wasn’t fighting me. He was avoiding a direct fight with me, and it looked deliberate. He moved through the chaos, dodging my swings, his eyes darting toward me but never engaging. It was infuriating. Alpha Alessandro, on the other hand, was a different story—he was hell-bent on wiping us out, his attacks brutal and relentless. From what I could tell, only Adrian, his beta, and one other warrior from Silver Fang—whose name I couldn’t remember—were here. The rest weren’t Silver Fang. I was almost certain they were from Iron Claw, fighting alongside that bastard Alessandro.

The air shimmered with latent magic, words hanging like dew. Ari raised her staff, channeling a stabilizing ring of energy. “Listen to me,” she said, her voice steady though her heart pounded. “The world is rewriting itself because the pact we made the Silver Pact was never meant to last forever. It was a bridge between silence and renewal. Iluren has crossed that bridge, and now so must we.” A young adept stood. “And what are we crossing into?” Siran answered for her. “A conversation that has no end.”

"The Silver Sovereign and the Eclipse Star will collide the day after tomorrow." The words fell like stones. "What?"

My whole body was corrupted by silver poisoning. It took three days in the hospital wing to bring me back from the brink of death. My mate, Kane, looked at me wrapped in layers of herb-soaked healing bandages. A flash of fear crossed his eyes. He turned to Isla and spoke slowly. "What exactly happened between you and Aurora on the balcony that day? She used to cherish her power so much. Why would she jump into molten silver over a simple threat?" Isla averted her gaze and looked pathetic.

No mother didn't cover her children's ears. Julius hits his forehead again. When the joke passes, they end up going down and joining those present, but when Romeo looks at Silver, he is very surprised. Silver had his arm around one of the men's shoulders and held hands with a second. - What’s going on? You have a strange expression. Don't be offended by what Shane said. He's a clown. - It's not that. Look at Silver. – he says softly. What he had forgotten is that werewolves' ears are very clear, and Sterling hears the comment, immediately informing his father.

One raised its head to the dawn and howled, the sound tearing through Kaelen’s bones. Werewolves. The pack fanned out, circling. There were at least six, maybe more in the shadows. Kaelen gripped the useless remains of his poker before realizing it had melted to slag. He had no weapon. Only the fire inside him, and that was as likely to kill Elira as their hunters. The largest of the wolves padded forward, towering over the others. Its silver eyes locked on Kaelen. “The blood stirs,” it growled, its voice a gravelly rumble that no beast should possess. “He belongs to the Moon.”

“I fucking know that, Grandpa!” His gun pointed at me in an instant, and my eyes widened in shock as I raised my hands, my jaws clenching as I watched his eyes narrowed into restrained anger. “Language, Kian. I've always mentioned this to you. I know we're family but this is business too. Our business. We can't have enemies spotting weaknesses like these in our defense walls. That's what makes us Silvers. We put family first. Is that clear, Kian Silver?” I'd suddenly forgotten how scary he was whenever things got non-trivial like this.

Just settled into himself, like he’d decided the exact amount of space he would occupy, and that was final. His eyes were silver. They moved across the room in a sweep that didn’t look like a sweep. They didn’t stop on me. I turned back to the front. The High Elder called the ceremony to order. The lights dropped except for the column of moonlight through the open ceiling—Blood Moon light, redder than ordinary and thick in a way that made the air feel different. Heavier. Like it was waiting. It moved slowly at first. I watched it find a pair across the room, a Delta male and a north-pack female, both going rigid before the gold thread pulled taut between them. The crowd made a soft sound. Th

Silver retorted, but Felicia was too angry to care. "Yes!” Silver laughed. The woman was more delusional than she thought. "Believe it or not, what I have is enough for me and you, and I won't have any problem so long as you don't come after me or my son." "But you can come after my son?” Felicia snapped. Silver rolled her eyes. "I have no interest in your son.” She lied. Felicia saw through it. "Is that so?” Felicia smirked. "It doesn't matter, just go away. I have to prepare for work.”