Silver's POV
"How do I smell, Mom? Why do you think I met someone?" I asked her, wondering why she looked like all the blood had left her face."We have to get out of here. Fast!" she responded quickly, pulling me with her.I was now more confused than before, but I followed her to run until we got out of the forest. I didn't want to enrage her any further, plus I didn't want to remain in that cursed forest for a second longer.When we stopped to catch our breath, I asked her again what she meant, but she just gave me a look that showed me she was still mad at me."What the hell were you thinking? Do you know how dangerous it is out here? You could have been killed!""I'm sorry, mom. I was just tired of the myths and wanted to check them out myself," I replied, withdrawing into myself when I realized how ridiculous it sounded out loud."Why do you always doubt everything," she complained in a tired voice. "You're supposed to take over you father's legacy, but how can you do that if you don't even believe the legacy exists in the first place?""Mom..."My hands began to twitch. Again with my father's legacy."Those dreams you have every night, Silvie," she said, holding my shoulder. "You can feel it. There's a strong connection between you two even though you haven't met. If anyone should doubt, it shouldn't be you.""Maybe I don't want to continue his dumb legacy!" I screamed and all fell silent.I could see the clear disappointment in my mother's eyes and wished I could take my words back."Mom, I'm sorry…"She waved her hand and turned away, feigning indifference even though I could see the disappointment in her eyes."Let's get you back to training."***"Hey, Ghost," someone called immediately I entered the training field against my will."How can you not believe in something when your own existence isn't real?" another boy taunted me.Another reason I hated training; the bullying. For some reason, I was born with very pale skin and silver hair, and people had always picked on me, calling me ghost or other names. It hurt, but I always pretended not to care.I turned to the first boy and smiled sarcastically."The same way believe your father will come back for you, even though he left you years ago," I retorted and his face twisted to a frown. The others stood with their mouths hung open, but I didn't care. I wouldn't take back my words. If they thought it was cool to insult me over something I had no control over, then they should feel the same way when it came to them."Just ignore them," Victor my best friend said, coming into view. He pulled me away from there, as if he was afraid they would try to fight me and I followed him because I really didn't have the time to be tempted."Silence!" the trainer who I didn't see earlier shushed us. He was holding a sword and his stance commanded everyone without words to stand in position as training was set to start.He started swinging the sword in an awkward move and asked us to repeat after him, practicing against each other. I went along with them, drawing my plastic sword on Victor, but stopped a few seconds after. We all looked ridiculous. No matter how many times we practiced, we'd always look like this because we'd never had real wolves to fight. Fed up, I tossed my sword on the floor."Miss Ronald," the trainer asked, his attention falling to me along with the rest of the field's. "Do we have a problem?""Excuse me, but all of this is ridiculous," I said out loud, ignoring Victor who gave me a warning look. "How can we spend our entire lives doing something that's so unnecessary. We're not even good at it.""Silver," Victor warned but I was way past caring."You're excused," the trainer said, looking angry. I rolled my eyes."Which is it? Detention or community service.""Home. Go home, Silver. This has gone on too long. You're never going to learn."I furrowed my brow and looked around to see the disappointed faces of everyone who was already used to my shit, and for some reason, it felt like I was being excused for the last time. Everyone had given up on me, including my best friend. My beliefs went against every single thing they stood for. I couldn't blame them.I pulled off my protective shield, tossed it to the ground and started walking home, feeling more alone than I had ever felt before. When I got home, I was just about to unlock the door when I overheard my mother's voice and the voice of my Sorcery teacher, discussing."She's the one to fulfill the prophecy. There's no mistaking that," my teacher said.Prophecy?"But she doesn't believe in any thing we do. She doesn't even believe in sorcery. She always has some scientific explanation for everything," my mother says.They were talking about me."But she believes in other worlds and that's enough. Since she can't be convinced naturally, I'll have to try other methods. I asked the training guide to discharge her early so she'll be here soon enough. I'll hypnotize her," my teacher said and my eyes popped open."Don't you think that's extreme?" my mother mirrored my thoughts."If that's what we have to do, then we should do it. Her actions worry even me."I almost screamed when I heard my sister's voice. So she was in on this. I began to wonder if Victor was also aware of their plan to force me to believe what they wanted me to believe. Maybe that was why he hadn't tried to stop me while I left."Okay," my mother reluctantly agreed. "Once she returns, we'll hypnotize her. If that's what is required to fulfill the prophecy."My body was shaking. I couldn't go in now. My own family was willing to betray me just so I'd believe in the same ridiculous things they did. I slowly backed out from the wall so they wouldn't hear my footsteps but unknowingly knocked over a glass vase my sister had tossed out earlier.I began to run in the opposite direction, aware that once they found me, they would give chase. If they captured me, that would be the end of my freewill forever. I didn't know where to go, but I could hear their footsteps, so anywhere else was better than there, with them."Silver, come back," my mother called out to me but I ignored her and kept running. I could see the sparse forest in front of me, aware that it was the only place left for me to run to. I didn't stop.The rough bristles of the thorny plants pricked my feet as I rushed through them, but I endured and kept going in a zigzag motion to reduce their chances of catching up with me. I kept running for hours until I no longer heard their footsteps or voices. When I stopped to catch my breath, I realized I was deeper inside the forest than I had ever been and didn't even know how to return.I sat down on a branch, trying to process my betrayal. However, one word kept returning to me: the prophecy. What was it even for? Was that how desperate they were to get me to believe them? That they would try to hypnotize me and make up some ridiculous prophecy about me. I always knew my Sorcery teacher was weird, but not my own mother and sister.I heard distinct male voices close by and immediately got up on my feet, worried my mother may have sent men to find me. Without thinking, I ran again, but the noise from my feet rushing through dry leaves was enough to alert them of where I was. They didn't even have to chase me for long. One grabbed my arm just before I could turn to a corner."Let me go," I shouted, hitting his chest, but I stopped when I actually looked up at him. I had never seen someone that huge. He did not look familiar, so he was probably from another clan. I just hoped it wasn't one of the enemy or cannibalistic clans..The other two caught up soon enough and I was surprised to see they were just as huge as the first man who was peering at me with curious eyes.They looked...different. Their skin had a faint glow and their abs and muscles appeared more pronounced than anyone I had seen in my own clan. Their faces were chiseled and their features were sharp. I couldn't stop staring."Are you hurt?" the man holding me asked in a very deep voice."How did you get away from the others, child?" another asked me.Me, child? I was almost twenty, for god's sake."Wait a minute," the third one said, coming closer and grabbing my neck. "Her smell is faint, almost nonexistent.""You mean she's human?" the second one asked, his nose flaring."Of course I'm human. What else would I be?" I said, wondering how I came across such weird people.They immediately dropped me on the floor. The first one growled like an actual animal and what I saw next scared me.His finger nails grew four times longer and his fangs which weren't there before protruded from the sides of his mouth. I could see a lot of hair on his previously bare chest. All the symptoms I'd learned of…A werewolf.My blood ran cold when I realized that all I'd ever been told was true. I managed to untangle myself from his grasp and turned around and ran as far as my shaky legs could carry me but even I knew it was useless.When the second one caught up to me and turned me around, there were now two men and one complete wolf, instead of three men like there had been before. I was so scared, I was sure I looked like an actual ghost now."You just had to shift, Derrick," the one holding me said, rolling his eyes. He dropped me on his shoulder like I was something he had just purchased. "We could have just told her it was a misunderstanding. Now we'll have to take her to the Alpha King.""We can't have her blabbing to her people she saw werewolves. That will ruin the entire plan.""Too bad," the third one said, as they walked in the opposite direction, with me in the second one's back. "She looks harmless.""It's what she's seen that's the problem.""The Alpha will have her killed for sure.""What were you even doing this deep in the forest," the second one finally addressed me, but I was too stunned to speak. I didn't even know this Alpha, yet he wanted to kill me."It's actually our fault. We went too deep in to hunt, too close to human territory," the third one admitted."But we can't tell the Alpha that. We'll just say we found her wandering."The wolf kept walking behind us, eyeing me. I was terrified, but couldn't do anything but silently watch them.My fear tripled when a tiger stalked toward us. The third one immediately turned and the two wolves started growling at it. When the tiger saw it was outnumbered, it whimpered away. I didn't know whether to feel relieved we were safe or afraid that the people I was with were even more dangerous that a tiger.Close to an hour later, we finally came out to a clearing that looked sort of like a surreal village. There were children playing, women and men walking and many wolves prowling. I had never seen anything like it. The simplicity of it all was almost…beautiful.They watched me with curious looks as the men paraded me. I wondered if they could immediately tell I was not one of them.The men, or rather, werewolves took me next to a very tall beautiful building on top of a hill. It looked like a mansion, but was more mystical, like something out of a fantasy book.When we got in, I saw rows of dangerous-looking men sitting in a round arrangement like in a council, waiting for me. How did they know they were bringing me?The person whose back I was flung over kept walking until he got to the end of the hall, then he dropped me and turned me around.On a very high regal throne, an extremely handsome man who made the other werewolves pale in comparison, sat, looking down at me like he was trying to figure me out.I couldn't stop staring. He was like twice my size, but my breath hitched in my throat just watching him. His face looked like it was chiseled by God himself and with fiery maroon hair under his crown, his piercing gray eyes and his toned abs adorned with different royal accessories and holding a very long staff, he looked out of this world.Something about him made me feel like I was choking on air, a heat I couldn't explain started in my chest. This was not the first time I was seeing a handsome man, but something about him was just...pleasantly different."When you linked me and told me we had a threat, I expected something more impressive. Where did you get this child from?"His voice was just as deep and sultry as I imagined it would be. Wait a minute. What did he just say?"She is human, Your Majesty," the man who carried me here announced before falling on his face before the Alpha and the council released a uniformed gasp.His expression changed immediately from disinterest to anger. Sitting up on his throne, he motioned for a man who hurried over."Ready the gallows," he ordered. "This human is ready to die."There was no way I had heard right. I looked around to see if it was just a joke or a prank they played on new people but when I saw the serious and stern faces of the men in the werewolf council, I knew none of this was a joke. How could I be put to death for simply being human? It was not even like I had asked to be here. Those three men just carried me here against my will. If this had always been the plan, they could have killed me when they had the chance. What was the point of parading me here just to end up killing me? How did I go from running from my people to being sentenced to death in a mystical land in a day? By my far left, I saw the man he ordered to ready the gallows, coming closer with a long rope in his hands. Realizing the gravity of my situation, I fell to the floor just like one of the men had done, and begged. "Please pardon me. I don't want to die!" "You dare question my judgment!" His voice resounded like thunder, making my insides twist. His previously chi
Silver’s POVI was still standing in my underwear under the scrutiny of several man-wolves whose alpha had just rejected me. Never had I been this humiliated. “Then fine. I reject you too. I never even wanted you in the first place!” I screamed to his back and the men gasped. I didn't know if it was because of how close I had come to death or the fact that I knew he might not kill me in order to please his oh so mighty moon goddess, but in that moment, I didn't care about not pissing him off anymore. He could fuck off for all I care. The alpha stoped, but did not turn to me. I could sense his fury all the way from where I stood. I didn't need anyone to tell me the amount of power this man wielded, but I would not take my words back. If he thought he could throw me away like a discarded toy when I didn't even ask to be here, then he was completely wrong. He finally turned back, but he was smiling this time and not fuming at me like I had expected. However, it was a sinister smile, li
Silver:“Your first lesson is to always address the alpha as either Alpha Damon, my lord, or your majesty,” one of the scowling council men said to me. How helpful he was for telling me right after I had figured it out myself. “I don't care where you're from, but as long as you are in our territory, the alpha king remains your leader and you must address him as such.” My lips were pursed, not doing much to conceal my anger as I glared at him. Couldn't any of them have told me straight up before whipping me first? What kind of barbaric people had I found myself around? “Won't you answer your superior?” another councilman said with pure disdain directed at me. “I have heard,” I said sharply. The whip hit my bag again, and because the wounds the previous ones had caused were still fresh on my skin, this one hurt a hundred times worse. “Fuck!” I groaned, rolling all over the hard floor again and wounding myself in the process. I hated them all. Their faces were unperturbed. They enjo
Silver:The two men kept discussing and soon, I found myself lolling to sleep. I wondered how that was possible, as my hands were tied uncomfortably and my body still ached from being whipped. The fact that they still left me kneeling and wouldn't let me sit up or even lie down was very annoying. I grunted each time I woke up, ignoring the constant irritated looks the alpha gave me each time I made that sound. It was freezing, I wanted nothing more than to go home and lie down for three days straight. Now I knew werewolves were real, I wouldn't need to be hypnotized any further to believe. “Will you stop making that stupid noise?” the alpha barked at me, unable to take my grunting any longer. I rolled my eyes and grunted even more loudly. I had never been this uncomfortable in my entire life. “I'm in so much pain, and it's freezing in here. I’m practically naked and my skin tingles with each wave of air. I'm sorry the only way I know how to express my discomfort is by grunting, s
Silver:“Wake up,” someone said after roughly pushing me. I woke up and tried to adjust my eyes to the brightness, but it only blinded me. “Who the fuck is she?” someone else asked. I heard a lot of loud and muffled murmurings, which made me know there were a lot of people in the room, mostly female. I hated my poor vision. Everything looked blurry and I had to struggle to keep my eyes open to see anything. When my eyes finally adjusted to the brightness, I saw a very beautiful girl who was peering down at me with curious blue eyes. There was something about her face that seemed ethereal.“She must be the newest addition to the harem,” she said right in my face. Harem? As in a harem where several women were kept for men’s pleasure? I couldn’t think of anything more degrading than that. I knew Alpha Damon’s kindness would come with a prize, but not this prize. “But no new girl comes in at night. And the matron always introduces her first,” another girl said. When I looked well, I s
Silver: “Any girl who steps into this place automatically becomes a harem girl. We don't ask what crimes they committed, so we don't segregate,” the matron argued, giving the younger woman who had brought me in, a wary look. I squinted in confusion, wondering what crimes had to do with being in a harem. If this was some sort of substitute for prison, then it was way worse than I thought. However, I couldn't imagine any of the beautiful, innocent-looking girls committing crimes that would sentence them to a lifetime of pleasing men. “I know, but she didn't commit any crime that warrants being here,” the younger woman said. The matron tapped her walking stick on the floor in an almost noiseless motion, but I took it as a way she used to prevent her anger from showing. “Then why did he ask you to bring her here then? If she was so important to him, why didn't he just give her a room in his quarters?” The woman shrugged. “I have no idea. No one questions the Alpha. He asked specifi
Silver: The paths looked very unfamiliar as I was led by the guards like a prisoner to the king. I hung my head low to avoid the questioning glares from bystanders who were wondering why a girl was being led during the day by guards, dressed like a prostitute. They probably assumed I was a felon, being led to her death. I felt very self-conscious of my semi-naked state. The clothes I had been given at the harem were clothes fit for a prostitute, which I had never bothered with since I was surrounded by girls who were dressed in the same manner. But outside, under the scrutiny of people of all ages and sexes, I felt exposed. The guards walked quickly, not bothering to check if I could keep up or not. My footwear was so flimsy, I could feel the hard ground underneath my feet as I struggled to keep up. We reached the court, but the men kept walking past it. I wondered where we were going if not the court, but I didn't dare ask. No words were exchanged between us, just a walk that se
Silver: “However, it won't be today,” he said, relaxing back on his couch. “You always seem to find me when I'm in a good mood. Perhaps you have luck on your side.” I breathed a sigh of relief because beyond my outward appearance which showed a lack of fear, I still felt a bit unsettled by him. I was sure he could feel what I felt, that strong excitement that built up in me when I was close to him. Maybe that was why he hadn't punished me like I suspected he wanted. "Besides, if you only obey because I force you to, you'll never take my powers seriously. Maybe instead of trying to convince you, I'll just show you and let you see for yourself. When you see the extent, you'll respect me yourself." I fought the urge to roll my eyes. This dude was too pompous for his own good. I suppose that was what came with being the Alpha king of such a huge kingdom so early. “You must be wondering why I summoned you,” he said. I waited patiently for his response but it didn't come. What did he
Silver’s POV Five Years later: “To our fifth year of harmony!” Bottles clinked and deep voices rang out in cheers as everyone joined in the merriment. The feast was bigger than any other preceding it, and each row and column was filled with human and wolf alike, drinking and laughing, talking and dancing as the joys of merriment engulfed them. It was such a beautiful sight. This was something that had never been done in millennia, but had somehow been achieved during our time. It was a feast we held to celebrate the day the war had officially ended, and even though it was the fifth year, it still felt unreal and made me feel jittery whenever I looked at the sincere faces of everyone having fun. Sometimes it felt like the entire beef between human and wolf never even happened. That felt like such a long time ago, like a dream whose parts I couldn’t clearly remember anymore. The dream could have never become a reality if not for the gods’ interference, that was for sure. Th
Silver: “I can’t. My sister is here,” I said, turning to show him my sister, but of course he couldn’t see her in the pitch blackness. “I’m with Lord Tyrel,” Damon said. “He’ll keep an eye on her. This is really important.” “Hello, Luna,” a deep voice which I assumed must be Tyrel’s spoke. I stepped back defensively. “I’m not leaving my sister with any of your Lords after what I’ve been through,” I snarled. I didn’t care that this lord Tyrel could hear me. There was no way I would let her near any of the men who had gladly sought my death. Damon sighed and held my hand again. I wanted to slap his hand away, but it was warm and relaxing , a contrast from anything I had witnessed all night. “The reason why Rogu was able to get so many people on his side was because he used magic. Some of my men were infected, but now the black magic is gone, I promise you.” I laughed drily. “You really expect me to believe that?” “It’s the truth. That’s how he was able to get the
Silver: I stood in awe as the bright apparition came closer. I had told Tiffanie all about the goddess of time, but like other things I had said, she didn’t believe me then. She stood there frozen with her mouth open as the apparition drew closer. I waited, surprised by the fact that I was greatly excited to meet Oge even though I had borne a huge resentment for her abandoning us after so long. The wolf’s loud and scary howls turned into soft scared purs as it ran away when the goddess approached. Once again, I had been saved from certain death from her timely intervention. As the figure kept approaching however, I slowly began to realize it looked more familiar than usual. It was a woman alright, but not Oge. “Mom?” My sister called out uncertainly. My lips could not form words. Right there in front of me was my mother who had been torn to shreds in front of me a day before, standing in front of me with no marks on her face and looking like a smiling angel. “Silver,
Silver: The noise coming from outside was enough to scare anyone to death. It was evident the human soldiers had finally rallied together and mobilized their weapons and men to fight for them. I was in the room Xavier had ordered his men to place me and I crouched by a corner holding my sister who was even more scared than I was. “Should we go out?” Tiffanie asked with a trembling voice. “We need a better place to hide…” She couldn’t complete the rest of her sentence because a loud crash sounded above us. Never in my life had I heard anything as terrifying as the things I heard that day, not even the day Rogu had planted grenades around Alpha Damon’s palace. “It’s too dangerous to go out there,” I screamed over the loud explosions. “This is the best place we can be at this point.” More explosions occurred, which made Tiffanie and me shudder at each sound. I wasn’t sure I could ever remain normal even if I somehow survived this. After watching my mother get murdered right i
Alpha Damon: “All these years. It was you!” I barked at Rogu who had been tied up at my command. To say I was furious would be a huge understatement. I felt the pain all over again, but this time it wasn’t just the pain of losing my mother, it was the pain of losing my senses, the love of my life and years of happiness I would have had, all because I allowed Rogu to play with my head. I didn’t have to wait for a response from him. I knew Silver’s mother was right. From the look on Rogu’s face as I manhandled him, to the emotions I could feel through him, I knew he was guilty. All those years when I was just an eight year old boy on a walk with his mother and witnessing her murder right in front of me, it had been Rogu all along. He had killed her by mistake because he meant to kill Silver’s mother, a fellow wolf. I had assumed Silver’s father was the murderer simply because he had tried to help me resuscitate her, and because I had been told humans were nothing but trouble and
Silver: It took a while for me to realize that the voice screaming was mine. I watched in horror as my mother’s body was carted away from the room by the other two wolves, while the one who had done the biggest damage stayed back to watch me. Tiffanie was on the floor, rolling and crying. I didn’t know what to do. My mother no longer looked like my mother. She was gone. She was dead. Right after I finally got her back. I fell to the floor without noticing the wolf that was watching me with keen eyes. I wondered why he wouldn’t pounce on me already. It was as if all they wanted was my mother, but then what was the gain in killing her? It made no sense. They had been safe before I arrived. Was it my fault? Had I been the one to draw the rabid wolves here with my scent? I hated myself then. I blamed myself for everything. After everything I had been through to come back to my mother and to protect my family, she had been taken from me within a few split seconds. As I lay on the flo
Silver: “This is great news,” I squealed. For the first time since I discovered I was part werewolf, I was proud of it. It had saved my life and that of my sister after all. “How did it happen?” “When the wolves came, everywhere was a mess. Fortunately, our house is a little hidden so not many came here. Two came to carry us. They called us freaks and tried to kill mom and one started touching me inappropriately,” she said, rubbing her elbows and looking away as she recounted the unfavorable incident. My hands balled into fists. “Something just snapped within me and before I knew it I was on the floor like an animal, tearing into their flesh.” “I’m sorry you had to go through that,” I said, before flopping on the couch. I was extremely exhausted. “But I’m happy we can defend ourselves.” “Why do you look so bad?” She asked me, taking in my roughed up appearance and the blood all over my clothes. “I’m exhausted and…” I said, struggling to speak now that the adrenaline that
Silver:My chest constricted and I began to cough violently until I shifted back into my human self. I stood up immediately and went back to join the others, not willing to draw any attention to the fact that I had just killed a wolf. “Let’s go,” I choked out and fortunately, no one asked me any stupid questions, just followed me. I limped as I led the way, my entire body in pain. I had no idea where I was taking them, but as long as we were moving, I was fine. I wasn’t sure if there was any place that hadn’t yet been run down by the wolves already. “Marc,” someone called and I glanced around but didn’t see anyone. “Psst. Hey. Down here.” We all looked down at the same time and I jumped when I saw the faint outline of a body through a hole in the ground that could pass for a sewer. “Jimmy?” The man in our group who must have been named Marc called back. “What are you doing in the ground?” “Just wait, I’ll be right there,” Jimmy said, disappearing from our view. My head was poun
Silver: I heard the voices of so many people at once, even though they were trying to whisper. I knew some other people had walked in through the door, but I couldn't see them, so I couldn't deduce their number or whose side they were on. "They might not check here. They know this is a prison and they have no us for prisoners, at least not yet," I heard one say. "Shut the door!" the woman with a child cried out. "You'll make them find us!" "Don't reveal our hiding place," another prisoner said. "Go soemwhwere else before you haev us killed in your place." There was arguing among the prisoners and those who wanted to hide with us for a few minutes. I found it very stupid to engage in an argument at this point. It wasn't like the prisoners could come out of their cells and chase the new people away. "Everyone stop!" the man who always managed to have information barked and everywhere quieted down. "The more we argue, the more we increase our chances of being seen. We h