Warriors Silverstream Novels & Stories

“He won’t put his sister in harm’s way.” Omen cleared his throat and Jake turned to look at him. “When I was recruited to the Warriors, I had to be sponsored by a permanent member of the club to prospect. It was the same for Weasel, Rebel, and Shadow. Are we going to stick to that or how are we going to recruit new prospects since we currently don’t have any?”

Every single warrior aboard the *Silver Dawn* fell into a stunned silence. The island wasn't particularly large, but it was entirely unlike anything any of them had ever witnessed in the mortal realm. Towering, majestic silver trees covered the jagged, gleaming cliffs, their leaves shimmering with a pale, celestial light. Crystal-clear waterfalls flowed entirely upward instead of downward, defying gravity as they cascaded toward the sky. Massive, ancient wolves meticulously carved from seamless white stone lined the pristine shoreline, each one facing the open sea as though eternally guarding the island against uninvited intruders.

Theo turns his head just a little bit and gives his best friend a quick nod. Luca walks right up next to Theo, looking proud. “This man right here is the former star attacker and team captain for the Moonhaven Metropolis warriors. He is a three-time winner of the Silver Cup, an Olympic gold and silver champion, a member of the First Alpha Legacy, and a powerful pack merchant named Theo Kingsley Silverfang.” “I do not care about his old games at all!” Callum shouts, stomping his foot again. I do not know much about the royal courts, but I can tell Callum does not care about Theo’s big titles or his amazing history on the ice arena.

My eyes turned cold as I watched him kill off so many Warriors of my Northern pack. I felt so angry watching him, especially when I saw him kill the commander of a section cruelly, I couldn’t help but gag disgustingly. My father had stopped me from coming but I had reassured him that there was a hidden place where I could watch the battle with restriction. He had worriedly told me I would feel disgusted which I had waived off but now…I understand what he meant. The war kept on going till midnight when suddenly The Silvercrest started a rampage! They started winning and getting doubled and tripled out of nowhere. I rubbed my face and looked at the situation in front of me.

He quickly waved it off and said, "oh, nothing. It's just something I read once." Lars heaved a sigh and continued his argument. "So silverstream is strictly for VERSE? That doesn't look suspicious to you?" "VERSE only uses silverstream to create weapons and means to combat VEIL. Nothing more. Somebody has to regulate it so it won't fall into the wrong hands." "But what if it already did?" Lars and Tirana were taken aback, again. They turned to Len who looked like spacing out, but succeed on stopping their arguments nonetheless.

Opening my eyes, I saw the hues of the shield surrounding me and spread out my hands to spread out the shield to cover the entire room. I smile in excitement as I see how surprised my mate was looking at the shield. He moves forward to the edge and places his hands on it. I’m sure it did not surprise him because this was the first time he saw a shield that was summoned, as Princess Alexa would have summoned hers in his presence before now, but because my shield differed from his sister’s own. I’m also quite surprised but excited by the appearance of my shield. Instead of the bright rays of light, Princess Alexa’s shield appeared as mine gave out a golden ray of light that glows and dims ever

Startled, it yelped and recoiled. The silver wolf charged next. Kaelen twisted aside, catching its momentum and pushing with just enough heat to stagger it. The scarred one came last, but Kaelen met it head-on, channeling the fire into his muscles instead of flame. He shoved the beast back, his strength magnified, without letting the blaze escape his skin. The wolves backed away, growling low but no longer pressing. They circled once, then dropped to their haunches in grudging submission.

The door closed behind me, and I felt trapped as three heads turned towards us. “Ah, here they are now!” Alpha Greyson proclaimed wearing a large smile. “Gentlemen, this is my son Logan and his lovely mate-to-be, Silver. Logan, these men are from the White Mountain Pack to the south.” I did my best to keep my chin up as befitting a Luna in training, but I couldn't bring myself to look any of them in the eye as I gave them all a timid smile. Instead, I followed Logan to the coffee table between two couches on the left-hand side of the room to set down the tray I held.