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 .

suffered ? Why there was so much

, tainting tragedies and giving birth to

grove is tied into the lifeblood of the pack , and

blazes inside me , eating

me how to fix it , I insist

I break the curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its voice heavier with

inscription on the tree holds your answer

my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk : Chapter 207 To restore what was lost , one must

it ? I ask although I know

life for a life , Lirien says in a

, for the curse to be lifted , there needs to

the balance

me , the feeling like something hangs heavy in the

whisper , my head shaking

to be another way , another thing we could do

is no other way

grove runs deep , its roots tainted by centuries

purest act of selflessness can cleanse it

I take a step

asking me

A chance that this might work

is not a demand ,

a

you can make

to the pendant on my chest , its faint warmth a fragile

If I just leave the grove as is ? The corruption will spread , Lirien says , his voice unyielding

keep suffering , and in time , the grove

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

silence falls between us , the only sound the soft hum of the

I can answer , the earth around me begins to shudder and buck like a wild

barely keeping my footing as the roots twist

, panic clawing

, Lirien says , its voice keen with urgency

you

darkness spring from the earth , their undulations wild and

flare , the light dancing

; its voice rings out

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

through me , deadening my limbs , and blurring my

as the roots below

gets between me and the tendrils , his body inflating to