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 .

my side , her hand brushing

starts to follow , their footsteps lighter ,

back to Broken

, the tension that once clung to us like a second skin

we finally reach the packhouse , the ruins that once spoke

spirits buoyed as they start to speak of rebuilding

mutter to myself ,

at the back of the packhouse with Aurora ,

was damp beneath our feet , smelling of earth

beside me on a stone bench , her fingers interlaced through mine

we say nothing ; the

, presses her hand to my chest , tracing the runes with her fingers where they

she asks , her tone

shake my head , offering a

Not anymore .

, her gaze falling to the joined hands between us

means

you

squeeze her hand tighter

but you carried

So can I .

curve in a faint smile ,

figure it out together

long shadows throw

onto it anyway

We sit in silence until a faint howl cuts through the stillness

the kind of sound that raises the hairs

me , snapping her eyes

that ? I nod , my

Yeah .

we gaze out into

the unease it leaves in

was that ? she

dont know , I admit , my hand

, the peace

a

, but something else is stirring

stretches across the horizon , bathing everything

twisted and corrupted , now hum with life , their Juminous

stand next to Aurora , her hand clutched

seems to be exhausted , with only shallow breaths escaping her mouth , but the relief in her features mirrors