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 .

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

generations , tainting tragedies and giving birth to

of the grove is tied into the lifeblood of the pack , and it was

me , eating away some of my fear

to fix it , I insist

the curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its

tree holds

the big tree over there ; its roots shine like veins stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk : Chapter 207 To restore what

I ask although I know it deep

life for a life , Lirien says

the grove to heal , for the curse to be lifted , there needs to be

will the balance

me , the feeling like something hangs heavy in

I whisper , my

be another way , another thing we could do

no other way ,

corruption of the grove runs deep , its roots tainted by centuries of

act of selflessness can cleanse it

chest tightens as I

me

A chance that this might work ? Liriens form

is not a demand , Luna

is a

only you can

pendant on my chest , its faint warmth

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

, and in time , the grove will

that , the balance between the mortal and divine realms will break

A thick silence falls between us , the only sound the soft hum

me begins to shudder and buck like a

as the roots twist and

yell , panic clawing at my

, Lirien says

let you leave without

undulations wild and predatory as

a weak flare , the light dancing within it like a candle in

, Luna ! Lirien shouts ; its voice rings out across

it devours you ! The tendrils lash about , one flicking

, deadening my

as the roots below my feet suddenly

the tendrils , his body inflating to a towering mass of shadow and light