Oneshot Silver 소설 & 이야기

Silver Dust? My hand froze in mid-air. "Good. Keep giving her the injections. Double the dose. She can't get her wolf back, not until Selene completes the succession and claims her birthright as Alpha of the Red Fang pack." That was Kael's voice. My mate. My Alpha. "But Alpha, prolonged exposure to Silver Dust will shatter her wolf's soul…" "I said, keep injecting her! She thinks it’s Lunar Essence to help her recover. She’ll never suspect a thing."

"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.

It was empty. "The Silver Moonstone isn't just jewelry, Maya," Cillian said, leaning against the wall for support. "It contains the concentrated lunar essence of the First Alpha. For centuries, the Vane family—the Silver-Backs—have held it. It acts as a dampener. It keeps our scent hidden from humans and, more importantly, it keeps the peace between the packs."

The faint scent of silver drifted from them, a trick he used to test a wolf's endurance against pain. Carla's confidence flickered. She swallowed hard but tried to mask it with a smirk. "You want us to fight?" "No," Alpha Archer said, his tone as sharp as flint. "Both of you will stand there to endure." The warriors fastened the chains lightly around our wrists, not enough to wound, but enough that the silver stung faintly where it touched skin. My pulse raced as the burn bit into me, searing and cold at once. I clenched my jaw, refusing to make a sound.

A familiar deep voice shouted. I turned around to see Zane storming into the room, his golden gaze locked on Carter and me. My heart leapt in my chest as I spotted Paige behind him, followed by Balor. Suddenly an arm wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me against a hard chest; a cold blade rested against my neck, burning into my skin. Silver one of the only metals able to cut out skin and stop us from healing. In bullet form, it was deadly. "Come any closer, and I'll slit her throat," Carter shouted, pulling me tighter against him. Zane immediately stopped. Paige cursed behind him; a gun clutched in her hand.

The source was a jagged tear across his abdomen. It looked like a claw mark, deep and ragged. But the edges of the wound weren't knitting together. They were blackened. Bubbling faintly. Silver poisoning. The smell of it made bile rise—acrid, burning sulfur. Someone had coated their weapon in nitrate-silver. It halted the Lycan regeneration. I watched the flesh try to move. Twitching. Pulling. Failing. The silver burned it back, turning biology against itself. I crept closer. Boots silent on the damp concrete. My grip on the shiv tightened until the bones in my hand felt like they might snap.

I tilt my head, waiting on an answer. He looks to the bullet, then locks my eyes. "No." I hold it on display between my forefinger and thumb. "Liquid Silver Nitrate. In a glass casing. Do you know what happens when a wolf's exposed to liquid silver directly to the bloodstream?" "Where did you get that?" His eyes glow gold and his teeth are clenched. Even with a blood covered mouth, his lips and teeth are perfect.

“/He, uh. Collects antiques. He’s got a couple of vampire killing kits./” “/Silver bullets for vampires?/” Reese sounds puzzled. “/That wouldn’t work!/” “/They’d work on werewolves though, right?/” “/Is a silver inlay inscription enough?/” Sarah asks “/It would be better than nothing?/” The effect of silver varies depending on the werewolf. A few are so sensitive to it that it can send them into an allergic shock. Mostly, it’ll just make them itch unless it goes through the skin, but if it does then the wound will heal more slowly, depending on how much silver is involved. Silver in the eyes will blind a werewolf, until it heals, which can take days.

Carla said hurriedly before he could finish, though she knew what was coming. Hera Diamonds was the only company left that had not terminated their contract with her since her scandal began and that was because she knew and had helped the CEO in the past. When Hera was just coming up and they needed a brand endorser, no popular celebrity or model wanted to endorse their jewelry but she had stood up and had chosen them out of so many endorsements she was offered then.