Werewolf And Silver Novels & Stories

“I won’t make it. I can’t believe it… I’m going to die, and I haven’t even found my mate yet.” “Don’t say stupid things. You are not dying,” I snapped, fury bleeding into my voice because he was still talking, still wasting breath while more blood seeped out of him with every word. Silver was every wolf’s worst nightmare. And silver to the chest was a signed death warrant. The metal was blocking his healing, turning his blood black. Before anything else, I had to get it out of him. Now. I extended my claws and, without hesitation, drove two of them into the entry wound.

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.

POV: Valerian's Beast Silver. Threat. MINE. Pack. Protect. The silver wolf moves. Fast. Powerful. Must stop. Must kill. CHARGE. Bodies collide. Thunder. Impact shakes ground. Claws. Teeth. Fur and blood. The silver one strong. Too strong. Matches me. Blow for blow. My jaws snap. Miss. She twists away. Her claws rake my shoulder. Pain. Blood hot down my leg. Good. Pain is real. Pain is rage.

she mumbles beneath me. Wolfsbane is a wolf’s weakness. But, Silver is deadly to a werewolf and she knows it. I stare down at her feeling anger building. She tried to kill me, and yet… I want her. I want to ravish her right here, to take her until she’s screaming my name.

"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."

The minute Luca went inside shutting the door loudly, I hit Silver's stomach with my elbow. "Ow," he whined. Before he could say anything else I dragged him away by holding his arm from Luca's room. "Why would you do that?" "Do what?" Silver asked pretending to be completely unaware of his actions. I rolled my eyes, "You were messing with Luca on purpose, his eyes were glowing." "You should never come in front of a werewolf when their eyes are glowing, it means the human part is not in control," Silver said in a serious voice. "If you knew the result why did you mess with him?"

The women inside the cave flinched and whimpered when one of the rogues entered carrying a large tray with foods on it. He carelessly put it on the ground and harshly cupped the woman's face in front of him. He smiled maliciously, licked his lips and stared at the woman's body while forcefully massaging her breast. The poor woman handcuffed by a silver in her hands, trembled in fear. A silver can harm and restraint a werewolf. It won't easily heal if the werewolf is wounded by it.

That was the problem with silver, unlike wolfsbane, it didn’t just keep us weak, it kept us weak, made us unable to heal, and then killed us off, if the rogue king had hit a major organ, Javier would have been dead already. Right now he was the same as a human being who just got stabbed and was fighting for his life. There was a sudden rustling in the forest and it caught our attention. We all turned back, and seven wolves stepped out of the forest holding different types of melee weapons, and came towards us. While Leo and the rest went to take care of that, I kept muttering my spell, I had no idea what effect it would have on an injury caused by silver, silver was supposed to be our ultima

Slowly his body loosened and he looked up at me. “Lucrezia, human of Rezzidel. You shall accept a vampire as your mate. Take your ceremonial blade and make him bleed.” I followed the steps Daire had done before me. I gently lifted his arm and ran the blade across it. Deep red blood welled up. The old man slowly approached us. A goblet I hadn’t noticed before was in between both of his hands. He grabbed me first, his withered hand was ice cold. My blood dripped into the goblet drop by drop. When he seemed satisfied he turned to Daire and did the same. It didn’t take as long for Daire’s blood to flow into the goblet.The man walked three steps deliberately then turned. The chanting started aga

That’s the time they noticed that an accident happened from the other team. Meanwhile, Titania felt like she was losing her strength and her vision became blurry. Silver served as a poison against a werewolf just like her. Once it penetrated their body and mixed with their blood, then it would be fatal for them. It was said that a werewolf was stuffed with sulfur. If silver and sulfur were put together it would form silver sulfide. If this silver traveled through the bloodstream of the werewolf, it could block off blood vessels and activate poisoning cells. It could definitely kill a werewolf.