The Silver Wolf Novels & Stories

Here I was, the man from the future, come to make matters right and reveal all the truths of the animosity and death that were happening all around us. "Silver wolf?" Dax said slowly. "What is that?" "It was something she inherited from her mother." I explained. "We still don’t know much about it. Only that the silver wolf is the very wolf the moon goddess possessed. " "That’s…" Dax whistled, still processing my words. "Remarkable."

I ducked and evaded Selena's attack, stabbing her from underneath her belly with the claw that was broken off from Elva's hand. Selena screamed out in pain and fell to the floor immediately. The silver wolves were a special specie of wolves who were created to bring down all the egoistic clans that had turned their back on the goddess. However, with their mission over, they remained a threat to the rest of the werewolf species, including the Lycans. Their body parts were lethal to that of other werewolves. The silver which they had in them was poisonous to every specie of werewolf, even to the cave werewolves who were said to be resistant to poison.

she starts and I nod eagerly. "Long time ago in the history of werewolves, lived two silver wolves. A male wolf and his mate. They had a daughter and later on, she was mated and had a daughter too and that's how the silver lineage carried on to this date" I nod listening intently. The wolf in my dreams has silver fur. "Silver wolves are known to be the most powerful in the werewolf world and because of that, they're hunted and killed with no trace by those in power for the fear of being overthrown" she sighs and continues.

Allowing himself to become a vessel for the wolf spirit, his body begins to transform, his sense heightening, bones cracking as he transformed into a mighty silver wolf and howled to the sky. Naria gasps in shock, the legendary silver wolf was before her. She knelt down bowing her head to the ground. The silver wolf stood majestically on the rock , it’s thick double coat glistening like a polished moonlight. It’s fur is a blend of silver,gray and white with subtle hint of blue undertones that waved with the wind. It’s eyes burn with piercing yellow eyes shining bright in the night sky.

I didn't hate her, quite the opposite, I could not seem to be able to stop myself from claiming her as my own. Tessa is a Silver wolf who and her shifting surprised us. She shifted early, something that's unheard of among werewolves. Usually, one shifts at the age of eighteen when they are ready to meet their mates. That's not the only surprising thing, her wolf was silver coloured. There is a legend associated with silver wolves. It's said that they are a miracle from the moon Goddess. They have special abilities like possessing magic or being healers. I had Just shifted when her intoxicating scent hit me before my wolf, Ryker howled in my mind, identifying her as our Mate.

I shouted. My wolf sneered, angry as fuck and with a howl that could terrify the hell out of someone, she mustered up insane amount of strength and jerk Graham’s wolf away from her. The russet wolf rolled over and landed in front of us. Silver didn’t give him the chance to stand. Ignoring the crashing pain, she pounced and hooked her legs around the wolf’s neck.

"You are one of the rare species of silver wolves, one of the last in the world. It comes from a lineage that is known for its strength, agility, and connection to forces beyond our comprehension. My eyes widened with incredulity. "Silver wolf? But... what does that mean?" Lucas leant back in his chair; his expression was thoughtful. "The silver wolves are a legendary breed, known for their unique abilities and the rarity of their existence. Many believe they hold a connection to ancient forces, a power that goes beyond the realm of ordinary wolves. And you are one of them."

Remembering what I was told earlier, the Gold Pack’s firstborn can give wolfbane, silver pain, and other types of pain by its bite, claws, and fur when close to the enemy. The firstborn of the Silver Pack, or what’s now known as the Fountain Pack, can’t get hurt by wolfbane, silver, and any pain from them, but what else can it do? That can’t be the only thing my wolf can do. Looking at my mom, I asked her, “What can a Silver wolf do now that I’m back in my own body?” My mom smiled as she heard me. “Good that you're asking me. The Silver Wolf can adapt the toxins that would normally hurt a wolf and transfer them to the Gold Wolf, who can destroy the enemies qui

When we reached the border, his friends were already coming towards the center, aiming to take him to the hospital, without wasting any time Noah took him in his arms and rushed with his wolf speed to reach the hospital in a minute. Silver metal is the poison for us wolves, though becoming adult our wolf build up the immunity to fight with the poison unless the contact is beyond the certain limit, but for teens who are still growing and near to their first shift, coming in contact with silver metal can act as a fatal for their wolves, saving their human side, their wolves take it on them and quietly dies within. Therefore, it wasn’t allowed to keep the silver metal open, neither was it sold

"You knew?" My voice shakes as I stare at my mother. "You knew what I was and didn't tell me?" The council chamber feels suffocating despite its size. Every important wolf in the Royal Pack is here, all staring at me like I'm a ticking bomb. "I suspected," Mom says quietly. "But I hoped I was wrong. The Silver Moon Wolf is just a legend-" "Apparently not," the eldest council member interrupts. He's pulled out an ancient book, its pages yellow with age. "It's all here. 'When the moon bleeds silver and the marked one bears lightning scars, the weapon of ending shall rise.'"