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 .

curse … its the reason the pack suffered ? Why there was so much loss and pain

corruption has echoed throughout generations , tainting tragedies and giving

of the

, eating away

how to fix it , I

break the curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its voice

the tree holds your

along the ground , and my eyes

is it ? I ask although I know it deep

Lirien says

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

then will the balance be restored

it presses down upon me , the

, my head shaking in

another way ,

is no other way ,

, its roots tainted by centuries

purest act of selflessness can cleanse it

tightens as I take a step

asking me to give

? A chance that this might work ? Liriens

a

is a choice

only you can make

to the pendant on my chest , its faint

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

pack will keep suffering , and in time

balance between the mortal and

, the only sound

begins to shudder

my footing as the roots twist

, panic clawing at my chest

your presence , Lirien

will not let you leave without a

their undulations wild and predatory

a weak flare , the light dancing within it like a

; its

before it devours you ! The tendrils lash about , one flicking along my arm

shock of cold shoots through me , deadening my limbs

roots below my feet

, his body inflating to a towering