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 .

Why there was so much loss

tainting tragedies and

grove is tied into the lifeblood of

inside me , eating away some of

how to fix it , I

do I break the curse ? Liriens eyes

on the tree holds

roots shine like veins stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk : Chapter 207 To restore what was lost , one must give what

ask although I know it

Lirien says in a serious tone

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

the

down upon me , the feeling like something hangs heavy in the

, my head shaking in denial

, another thing we

is no other way , Lirien

deep , its roots tainted by centuries of sin

the purest act of selflessness

as I

asking me to give

might work ?

is not a demand , Luna

a choice

you can

the pendant on my chest

grove as

will keep suffering , and in time , the grove

between the mortal

falls between us , the only sound

, the earth around me begins to shudder and buck

the roots twist and writhe like

I yell , panic clawing at my

Lirien says , its voice keen with urgency

will not let you

spring from the earth , their undulations wild

answers with a weak flare , the light dancing within it like

its voice rings out across the

before it devours you ! The tendrils lash about

deadening my limbs , and blurring my

, tumbling backward as the roots

, his body inflating to a