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's Pov I was searching. Scratch that, I was lost. There in the forest, my eyes darting wherever, I had one goal; to skip training for as long as possible. Training was the most useless thing ever! We could have been inventing new things, traveling the world or discovering new technologies. I read somewhere that in some other human worlds, they could communicate with others far away, but all my people ever concerned themselves with was training. Morning, afternoon, night. Training to defeat werewolves who didn't even exist.No one shared my sentiment though. Each time I shared my thoughts about werewolves being something we created in our heads just so we humans could have an excuse to play with weapons against each other each day, people always shook their heads and reminded me that the only reason I hadn't been attacked by a werewolf was because my father had destroyed their forces several years ago. It didn't help that my father who had died before I was born, was said t
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
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’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