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

? I asked , my voice barely above

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

, saying as she flipped through its pages , The moon goddess works in mysteries and cycles ,

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

if shes preparing you for something monumental

Like what ? I pressed , frustration seeping into

on one page filled with intricate diagrams

transformation that alters everything

dreams of the silver figure

may need to become something

I swallowed hard .

What would I become ? Her eyes met mine , filled with a mixture of pity

I dont know .

the transformation of this magnitude always comes

cold weight settled

? That depends on

, your identity … She hesitated before adding softly

, my

my throat hummed softly , its note almost musical , seeming to vibrate with the import of

,

is the only way to save Dane , to defeat

Whatever the cost .

for a moment ,

stronger than most

that is not enough

else is there ? I pressed

sighed and moved closer , placing a hand on my shoulder

Faith .

in yourself

I laughed bitterly .

myself ? Thats easy to say when I dont even know who or what

you , Morwen said firmly

see yourself

I only felt worse , I nodded , trying to

next ? Prepare ,

, but you must be ready to

Aurora … Yes ? Be careful

to sense the

try to

my fingers over the pearl

Let him try .

alone , the journal my mother had

alive , ran into my mind like a wave of the ocean as

out : The silver light is both

, but only those who embrace their true

the words , feeling a shiver run down my

was a part of me , something I had yet to fully

the door broke my concentration

called , closing the journal