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 .

the pack suffered ? Why there was

tainting tragedies and giving birth to threats

lifeblood of the pack , and it was

me , eating

to fix it , I

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

the tree holds your

; its roots shine like veins stretched along the ground , and my eyes catch

ask although I know it deep inside

life , Lirien says in a serious tone

curse to be lifted , there

the balance

the

I whisper ,

way , another thing we

other way

deep , its roots tainted by centuries of

act of selflessness can

tightens as I take

asking me to

everything … for what ? A chance that this might work ? Liriens form flickers , his voice softening

is not a

is a choice

only you can

a hand to the pendant on my chest

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

will keep suffering , and in time

, the balance between the mortal and

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

answer , the earth around me begins to

, barely keeping my footing as the roots twist and writhe

, panic clawing at my

your presence , Lirien says , its voice keen

not let you leave without a decision

the earth , their undulations

the light dancing within it like a candle in

Luna ! Lirien shouts ; its voice rings out across

tendrils lash about , one flicking along my

of cold shoots through me , deadening my limbs , and

, tumbling backward as the roots below my feet suddenly

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