The Silver Wolf Book Novels & Stories

Lya never mentioned this nothingness when she briefly told me about how she used silver to keep her wolf from bothering her. Things started to click, though. Lya was a Wulver. She was resistant to silver. Just maybe, it affected her differently. If it was possible to hyperventilate when you felt like you couldn’t move due to the elephant on your chest, that's what I did. Wolves - normal wolves - couldn’t handle silver. It could easily kill them. I had, successfully, accidentally killed myself. But that was the last thing I wanted. I had only wanted silence, so I could experience what I truly wanted and felt - without the impact of the bonds to my wolf, my pack, and my mate. I wanted to come

She's not as weak as I thought, she's my mate and I couldn't see it all this while, I kept on rejecting her and fighting with her, I am a fool__ a very huge one. “I second that!!” I heard the snug voice of my wolf. I should have noticed it when my wolf reached out to me in the tent, I should have known she was the one that called him out. “Of course, she called me out, I and Silver has been communicating but you refuse to accept her!!” He replied. “Who is Silver?” I asked. “Silver is Sylvia’s wolf idiot, she's the one you always see in your dreams!!”He replied.

I say closing the book. He looks at me momentarily before he has a realization that something is wrong. “Basically, what it says is that a silver wolf can help support the healing when someone is infected with silver,” he says. “Is that not a little ironic?” I ask half laughing. What are the odds of that being true?

“You must know something about Sage - she's a Silver wolf. The special deadly wolf. It's been in her since birth but I got rid of it many months ago. Almost one year ago.” “You cannot get rid of a Silver wolf.” “That's not what I mean, old man—” I heaved a sigh. “What I'm trying to say is that the wolf was shut up many months - almost a year ago. I suppressed it so much that it had almost nothing left.” “Oh. I see.” “I'm sure—” I began. “I'm more than sure we can come up with something - something new, unlike the last time. This way, we can bring Silver back to life and she would be seen as the forbidden fruit that she is. What do you say?”

I looked at him shocked, no wonder they were all shocked. “I saw her wolf in a book before. She looks exactly like the wolf,” Jared said. “What book?” Silver asked. “I once saw a book in the library. The name of the book was white Wolf. I remember thinking it was some made-up story, but I guess I was wrong,” he said. Things are becoming even more confusing now. “Can you look for the book while she gets ready for the challenge?” Silver asked. “Yes, sure,” he replied, standing up. He left the dining room with his mate running after him. Silver stood up, taking me along with him.

My spine lengthened. My shoulders broadened violently. The pain was unbearable. And yet my wolf welcomed it. Because this wasn’t just a shift. It was something else. Something ancient. Something powerful. Fur spread across my chest and neck. But it wasn’t dark like most wolves. It gleamed pale beneath the moonlight. Silver. Bright. Almost glowing. Aisha stared in disbelief. “She’s… silver.” Zira stepped back slowly. “Silver wolves only exist in legends.” Krager’s expression had gone completely still.

The air shudders, and suddenly, I feel that I'm not alone. A blinding and burning silver glow appears first from somewhere ahead. Out of it, a massive figure takes form, and my heart stutters. It’s Ralia, my wolf. Seeing her now makes me understand what the fuss is really all about. She's not just any wolf, she's the silver wolf, the creature that has haunted me since the night I first shifted. She’s enormous, larger than even Lucian's Lycan. Her fur is shining like molten metal under a light that doesn’t exist here. Her eyes are the same as mine, but sharper, more feral, and glowing with primal hunger. Her claws scrape the void as if it’s solid ground, leaving sparks where she steps.

“There’s another silver wolf, I think Your Silver should be captured. He’s a bad influence.” Ralph went back. Didn’t he agree? His brother-in-law had already reported that his mate didn’t want to leave Your Silver because she was loyal to him. Your Silver had those little girls in his palm, telling them it was a revenge when he was only venting, basically he was making use of them. “Your Silver gathered wolfs, filled with pain and vengeance. They became a formidable force. If they’re loyal, then they think he’s right.” He said. I raised a brow at him. “Right? Well, they think he’s right but he isn’t…”

For the time being she wanted to see what was going to happen and that was how she learned what they had done to the Witch and her family. It sickened her and a single tear trickled down her cheek, they would pay for what they had done she thought closing her eyes and seeking her magic. A sharp pain hit her flank and she gasped spinning around but seeing nothing as the sedative took effect quickly, 'I see you are awake Silver Wolf.' The huge golden man glared at her through the bars of the cage, he was over six feet five with shoulder length deep golden hair and golden eyes, she knew ins

For a little while, it was just us and the forest. When Alexa finally slowed down, I noticed a lake ahead, its water so clear it looked like glass. “Wow, look at that,” I said through the mindlink, my voice soft with awe. Alexa padded closer, her paws silent on the soft earth, until we reached the edge of the lake. I caught her reflection in the water, and my breath hitched. She was a silver wolf, her fur shimmering like moonlight, with patches of white woven through it. “You’re beautiful,” I whispered, stunned. Silver and white wolves were rare—almost unheard of. I’d never seen one in person, and now here I was, staring at my own wolf. “We’re rare, Alexa. Did you know that?”