Blood And Silver:Rise of the Alpha’s Rejected Mate

Chapter 215 DANE I look down at the glowing runes on my chest , still too warm to seem quite real .

Yeah , I say , but the heaviness of Liriens words clings to the back of my mind .

The grove is well , but at what cost remains to be seen .

The pack steps into the resurgence of life forced onto the grove .

Their eyes were wide in features still covered with some incredulity , they slowly went inside the clearing , looking between shining trees and restored roots .

Beautiful , someone finally whispers , breaking the awed silence .

Lirien stands at the edge of the clearing ; his form now is much more solid , nearly human .

The glow emanating from inside the grove steadies it , lending him an air of quiet authority .

The curse is broken , he states with solemnity .

Now , for once , the pack can fully flourish as it deserves .

Aurora releases my hand and steps forward .

Her eyes scan the grove , pride , and anguish wrestling for dominance in their vibrancy .

Chapter 215 2/6 Lirien cocks its head to one side .

The grove has accepted your sacrifice , it says .

But your mortal ties to the pack have saved you .

The balance is restored , and your bond is no longer required to sustain it .

I watch the tension that has weighed on Auroras shoulders since this began to ease a little , her shoulders relaxing , and for the first time in days , she seems at peace .

The pack closes in , voices rising as talk starts about what this means to all of us .

Gone is the weight of the curse , and with it the divisions that plagued us for generations .

I see Piper laughing with Warrick , the two of them trading .

banter like none of the horrors we faced just happened .

Trajan stands a little distant , his expression guarded , his guilt loud in the way he refuses to meet anyones gaze .

Ill make it right , he mutters , to himself , not to anyone else .

I dont approach him .

Not yet .

to my side , her hand brushing mine as we leave the grove behind

to follow , their footsteps

walk back to Broken Ridge

once clung

time we finally reach the packhouse , the ruins that once spoke of our brokenness dont seem

3/6 The wolves scatter , their spirits

a time , I mutter to myself , and

the packhouse with Aurora , a lot later in

was damp beneath our feet , smelling of earth and greenery

on a stone bench , her fingers interlaced through mine

say nothing

reaches up then , presses her hand to my chest , tracing the runes with her fingers where

asks , her tone soft

, offering a small

Not anymore .

to the joined

dont know what this means for you

know you didnt

her hand

, but you carried it

So can I .

faint smile , even as her

figure it

and long shadows throw their way across the garden

215 onto

a faint howl cuts through the stillness

that raises the hairs on the back of your

me , snapping her eyes toward the horizon

that ? I nod , my chest clenching

Yeah .

our senses sharpen as we gaze out

repeated , but the unease it leaves in its wake does

she whispers , barely

dont know , I admit , my hand

now , the peace wed found moments

by a creeping tension

but something

grove stretches across the horizon , bathing

with life , their Juminous fruit swaying gently in

Aurora , her

215 5/6 Shes pale and seems to be exhausted , with only shallow breaths escaping her mouth , but