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

Chapter 207 AURORA The meadow is alive , and it can feel my presence through the air thick and electric .

My limbs shook but I forced myself to remain firm .

I look right into his eyes .

He slowly inches closer as he speaks , You shouldnt have come here , this was not for finding .

I breathe steadily , the tips of my fingers grazing against the cracked pendant on my chest .

I did not come here accidentally , I say , firm words that oppose the trembling .

He cocks his head to one side , a gleam seeming to pass over his green , shining eyes as he looks at me inquiringly , an analyst might .

The place around us suddenly starts to change ; the roots of the trees begin to hum with faint , quick pulsars , almost in rhythm .

with some heartbeat .

Truth is a dangerous thing , Luna , it says in a low rumbling .

voice .

Once seen , it cannot be unseen .

Who are you ? I ask , my pulse racing .

I am Lirien , it says after a long pause .

The Keeper of the Chapter 207 Grove .

A guardian bound to this place since Kaels betrayal .

2/6 The name sends a shiver down my spine .

Betrayal ? I echo , my voice barely above a whisper .

Lirien nods , his form rippling like smoke caught in the wind .

Kaels greed corrupted the roots of this grove .

His pact with the Moon Goddess was meant to preserve balance , to protect the pack .

But he broke that pact , and in so doing , he cursed this place and everything tied to it .

I swallow hard , the weight of Liriens words settling .

the pack suffered ? Why there was so much loss and pain ? Yes

has echoed throughout generations , tainting tragedies

lifeblood of the pack , and it was poisoned by

inside me , eating away some of

tell me how to fix it , I insist

break the curse ? Liriens eyes

tree

stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an

ask although I know it

for a life , Lirien says in a

grove to heal , for the curse to be lifted , there needs to be one of free will who must

will the balance

feels like it presses down upon me , the

, my head

to be another way , another thing we could do

other way , Lirien

the grove runs deep , its roots tainted by

act of selflessness can

I

me

for what ? A chance that this might

is not a demand

is a

you can

on my chest , its faint warmth a fragile comfort

if I dont do this ? If I just leave the grove as is ? The corruption

, and in time , the

that , the balance between the mortal

sound the soft hum of

, the earth around me begins to shudder and buck like a

stumble , barely keeping my footing as the

, panic clawing at my chest

, Lirien says ,

let you

of darkness spring from the earth , their undulations wild and predatory as they

with a weak flare , the light

Lirien shouts ; its

lash about , one flicking along

, deadening my

the roots below my feet suddenly twist treacherously

and the tendrils , his body inflating to a towering