Mt Silver の小説・ストーリー

“What other identity do you have? You are a human, you are the medallion keeper and now, you are a witch!” Silver sighed. “I'm a thousand years old. I know a little bit of everything except scent masking because I don't want to be associated with Leo.” Silver still did not forget to give Leo a shade. “Wait! If you were a witch, that meant you could have broken this technique without even making us doubt each other? What was your plan?” Sarah said, her eyes narrowed down suspiciously. Her questions were well founded, I was just about to ask the same thing.

Now he understood the name. “Your name suits you,” Sloth added. “Well… thank you,” Silver said awkwardly before turning away. Sloth hesitated. Tell him—or stay silent? He remembered Luxian’s words. “Well, fuck me,” he muttered. For the first time, Sloth dropped his mask and released his scent. Silver froze. Slowly, he turned back and walked toward Sloth, stopping inches away. “You…” Silver whispered. “You’re my mate.” “I—” “You’re my mate, and you knew,” Silver said, his voice breaking. “Since yesterday.”

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.

As if the place was made of crystals even were we stood. The place was bright not like the cave, it was beautiful indeed . “ wow, what is this place ? ” Elia asked. “ it's a magical place, the crystals are magical. It can show you anything you want, it can even show you the future and the past ” Cassie answered. “ wow really ” I said. “ you can try it out ” she said. “ come on Elia ” I said “ you go first ” she said. “ how do I try it ” I asked.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

Two days before the ceremony, Karl returned home. He acted as if Natalie had never appeared, as if our confrontation had been a dream. "Stop looking at your phone and try on the ceremonial pendant," he said, holding out an engraved silver pendant meant to be worn during our mating run. I opened the box, glanced at it briefly, then closed it without removing the necklace. "If it's suitable, take it." Karl frowned at my dismissive attitude. "There's nothing between Natalie and me. Can you stop being so hostile toward a young Omega who's lost everything?"

He wanted me to speak. Silver. The word was at the tip of my tongue, but I wasn’t sure if I should say it. It was too... obvious. But Mr. Thompson’s expectant gaze was enough to push me into speaking. “Silver?” I said, a little hesitantly. Mr. Thompson nodded. “Correct. Silver is a werewolf’s kryptonite, their main enemy. Now, Hazel, stand up and tell me, what happens when a werewolf touches silver?” “Uh… how would I know?” I stammered. “I’ve never encountered any werewolves…”

Taking the keyboard from Trent, I navigate the image to the screen directly in front of me. This system filters out heavy metals and toxins...why...immunity to silver and wolfsbane... what does that mean? Is Elle and Silver Run immune, or is the man who took over her pack? 'Simon,' Slade says, forcing an image of his reaction to the silver to the forefront of my mind. Silver Run members having a high immunity makes sense if they live in a pack that needs this kind of water system on their pack.

I hissed back, watching the man’s pitch-black eyes narrow angrily at me. “Is that a threat? Michael Gotham?” Wolverine Silver whispered so quietly that I almost wasn't sure he had spoken. Icy shards of glass slithered down my back to freeze over at the base of my spine. Of all the wolves at the table, it was Wolverine Silver I was most worried about. He had gotten his name because he was somehow immune to silver. Wolverine was a shredded beast on the battle field who could withstand silver attacks even better than us Alphas. We needed him on our side.