Blood And Silver:Rise of the Alpha’s Rejected Mate

The gray light of dawn was filtering through the pack house as I entered Morwens cottage .

The scent of herbs and incense clung heavy in the air , combined with the acid bite of burned candles .

I sighed as I recalled my encounter with Dane earlier this morning , even though he had asked me to leave .

I could see in his eyes that he wanted me to stay with him , but even as I saw the longing in his eyes , I also saw the fear in them .

I had left .

But , I promise to go back soon , I must save him .

I pushed those thoughts off my mind and I raised my gaze to see Morwen standing at her workbench , her back to me , grinding something in a stone mortar .

She didnt turn , but said , I was wondering when youd come to me .

How the fuck did you ….

? I started , but she cut me off with a wave of her hand , her curls bouncing as she turned .

Youve been radiating energy like a bonfire in the woods .

Even the cats are on edge , she said , gesturing to a sleek black feline that glared at me from its perch by the window .

I took a steadying breath .

I had another dream .

About the silver figure .

At this , Morwens hazel eyes narrowed , and she set down the 2/7 Chapter 172 mortar .

Tell me everything .

I told her everything : how it pulsed with light , how I felt myself being drawn to it , and finally , the unmistakable vision of Dane .

Morwen listened , her face impossible to read , her hands clasped tightly in front of her .

When I finished , she turned away , pacing the tiny space .

This is no ordinary dream , she muttered .

That much I gathered , I replied dryly .

She shot me a look .

Im serious , Aurora .

This dream .

Its a message .

Or rather , a warning .

My stomach churned .

A warning about what ? Morwen stopped pacing and turned to me , her face unusually grave .

Transformation .

word hung in the air

of transformation ? I asked , my voice barely

reached up onto a shelf and pulled down an old looking thick leather

through its pages , The

is deepening , more than it should for a wolf without a true wolf

as if shes preparing you for something monumental

Like what ? I pressed , frustration seeping into

on one page filled

kind of transformation that

of the silver figure , are a crossing point

may need to

I swallowed hard .

Her eyes met mine , filled with a mixture of pity and warning

I dont know .

this magnitude always comes at

cold weight settled

? That depends on the goddesss will

… She hesitated before adding

nearest chair , my legs giving way

almost musical

to walk away from this , I said

change is the only way to save Dane , to defeat

Whatever the cost .

regarded me for a moment ,

stronger than most ,

that is not

else is there ? I pressed her

placing a hand on my

Faith .

trust in yourself

I laughed bitterly .

to say when I dont even know who

sees you , Morwen said

yourself

It seemed her words were meant to comfort me , but I only felt worse ,

next ? Prepare , she said

will guide you , but you must be ready to act when the time comes

Yes

to sense the change

try to stop

closed my fingers over the

Let him try .

sat in my chambers , alone , the journal my mother had left me open on the desk

words no longer read like some sort of cipher language ; they were alive , ran into my mind like

passage jumped out : The silver light is both the key and the

, but only those who embrace

fingers over the words ,

guide ; it was a part of me , something I

knock at the door

in I called , closing