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 reason the pack suffered ? Why there was

corruption has echoed throughout generations , tainting tragedies and giving birth to threats like the

the lifeblood of the pack , and it

blazes inside me , eating away some of my

me how to fix it , I

do I break the curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its

inscription on the tree holds your answer

stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk : Chapter 207 To restore what was lost ,

? I ask although I know it deep inside

for a life , Lirien

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

then will the balance

it presses down upon me , the feeling like something hangs

? I whisper , my head shaking in denial

, another thing we could

other way

of the grove runs deep , its roots tainted by centuries

the purest act of selflessness can cleanse it

chest tightens as I

asking me to

? A chance that this might work ? Liriens form flickers ,

a demand ,

a choice

you can make

to the pendant on my chest , its faint warmth

this ? If I just leave the grove as is ? The corruption will

and in time ,

between the mortal and divine realms

the only sound the soft

, the earth around me begins to shudder and

stumble , barely keeping my footing as the roots twist

going on ? I yell , panic clawing

your presence , Lirien says , its voice keen

you leave without a decision

their undulations wild and predatory as they

with a weak flare , the light dancing

its

! The tendrils lash about , one flicking along

, deadening my limbs , and

scream , tumbling backward as the roots below my feet

, his body inflating to a