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 ?

tragedies and giving birth to threats like

is tied into the lifeblood of the pack , and it was poisoned by Kaels

eating away some of

tell me how to fix it , I insist

curse ? Liriens eyes flash , its voice heavier with

tree holds your answer

there ; its roots shine like veins stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch an inscription on the trunk : Chapter

ask although I know it deep

, Lirien

be lifted , there needs to be one of free will who must

will the balance

presses down upon me , the feeling like something hangs

? I whisper ,

another way , another thing we could

way

deep , its roots tainted by

of

I take a

me to

might work ?

is not a

is a

you can

to the pendant on my chest , its

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

keep suffering , and in time , the grove will

that , the balance between the mortal and divine realms will

only sound the soft hum of the roots of the grove

earth around me begins

barely keeping my footing as the roots twist and writhe like living things

yell , panic clawing at my

has sensed your presence , Lirien says , its voice

you leave

, their undulations wild and predatory as they slither

, the light dancing within it like a candle in a windstorm

; its voice rings out across the glade

tendrils lash about , one flicking along

shock of cold shoots through me , deadening my limbs , and blurring

roots below my feet suddenly twist

Lirien gets between me and the tendrils , his