Romans & histoires Wild Force Silver Ranger

"I love you Silver. I love you with my entire being." "You have made me the strongest man, now, I will go and fight for our love and I will win. For you I will." Shinja waved Silver bye and went into Brown's room. In Brown's room she wished him good luck and walked out. She did not kiss him but pecked him on his right cheek. The Arena The princes were finally staged in the arena each in his corner. Silver wore silver armor representing his kingdom. Brown wore armor colored caramel to depict his kingdom. The same colors adorned their corners respectfully. Bolton sounded the gong and the fight begun.

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

Was that silver? But it couldn’t be! Silver had never held that degree of pain for him before! And wolves couldn’t use it at all! Unless!!! He looked at the wolves again, their teeth looked silver! As the black one jumped slightly making him go defensive the one behind him attacked again! Grabbing his leg this time!

This is not going to be easy for any of us. Carrick nodded his head, he felt her power too and knew she was stronger than their whole pack and if they could feel it then other Wolf Packs could sense it and they to would want to possess her. Looking at the beautiful female sleeping peacefully in the huge four poster bed desire burned through his body but this little female was well out of his reach. The Silver Wolf was a Royal Alpha., rare and precious and from what he had seen she was also volatile glancing across at Lucas, he wasn’t even sure his Alpha would be able to control her. He could feel the energy radiating from her it was going to be a very long difficult journey ahead for the who

Every time he breathed, a ripple of silver light expanded outward, causing the cherry blossoms to burst into white flame and then vanish into ash. ​"Ren, look at me," Sierra commanded, her voice trembling despite her best efforts. She stood ten feet away, her hands outstretched. She was channeling her own Silver Force, trying to create a dampening field around her son, but the energy was like trying to hold back the ocean with a silk sheet. "Focus on my voice, baby. Just the voice. Not the forest." ​"It’s too loud, Mommy," Ren whispered. His eyes weren't silver anymore; they were a blinding, incandescent white that leaked tears of pure energy. "The trees are screaming. The wolf is calling me

With a voice full of rage, Talia yells, "Let me out, We'll tear them to shreds." I clench my teeth and muster all of my might. "You desire me?" I snarl. "Come get me then." I moved, my body changing as the silver's anguish grew more intense. Under the net, Talia’s golden fur gleamed as she exploded forth. The hunters pause, obviously in awe of what they see. I just need that reluctance. I lunge forward with a savage snarl, tearing through the net with pure might. Even if the silver burns, I am driven by adrenaline and rage. I hit the hunter closest to me, and he flies into a tree. Talia was quicker than the rest, who all swung their weapons at me. We move quickly between them, taking advanta

Whichever it was, I had to keep it away from me until I was done with this fight. “Surrender, princess,” they drew up their spears. “We won’t ask again.” “Yes,” my wolf hissed, clearly hungry for blood. It had been days since Sierra experienced the joys of battle, and I could tell from the prancing that she really missed it. I threw up both arms and let the Silver Wolf’s power ripple through my blood. A blast of silver light exploded from my core, throwing two of them off their feet. I ducked a spear and slammed my palm into the chest of another. His armor cracked with the impact, and he crumpled.

I since of relief sparks through my rage, and can breath a little easier knowing she’s not in their hands anymore. Two rogues lunge at me at once. I duck the first, but the second catches my side with his claws. The rake deep into my flesh and I stumble back. White pain explodes in my side, making it hard to remain on my feet. Hector pushes harder to maintain control, but something is weakening him. ‘His claw,” Hector rasps. ‘They were dipped in silver.’ The rogue stands in front of me, flexing his claws by his side. “What’s wrong? Can the bastard Alpha’s son not handle a little bit of silver?”

Her voice cracked with panic. "Kill that bitch now!" The remaining six wolves rushed forward simultaneously. They leaped into the air. Shifting completely mid jump. I could barely focus. The world had become hazy. Then suddenly— A silver blur flew over my head. A massive shadow collided with the leading attacker. The impact shattered bones. The wolf screamed before being ripped apart. I blinked. My vision swam. And then realization struck. The dizziness. The weakness. The burning wounds. Silver. Their claws had been reinforced with silver blades.

I rushed towards my mate, tears blinding my vision. “Zephyrus, nothing will happen to you. I’ll tend to your wounds just now. I took the rucksack off his shoulders and searched for the medicine box. I gave him some of his magic potion and Romanov helped me tend to his wound. “Silver is fatal for wolf-shifters. You should have been careful,” scolded a scared Romanov. “I’m immune to silver. Don’t worry about me,” he said with a smile. His eyes landed upon me and he looked at me with pride.