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 .

side , her hand brushing mine as

follow , their footsteps lighter , their voices brighter

to Broken Ridge is different

tension that once clung to us like

finally reach the packhouse , the ruins that once spoke

their spirits buoyed as they start to speak of

myself , and

in the garden at the back of the packhouse with Aurora

feet , smelling of earth and

a stone bench

while , we say nothing ; the silence

my chest , tracing the runes with her fingers where they glow in the

she asks

shake my head , offering a small

Not anymore .

gaze falling to the joined hands

dont know what this means for you , she

do know you didnt choose

squeeze her hand

did you , but you

So can I .

in a faint smile , even as her eyes remain

it out

rises higher in the sky and long shadows throw their way across the

215 onto it

sit in silence until a

sound that raises the hairs on the back of your neck

me , snapping her

that ? I nod , my

Yeah .

senses sharpen as we gaze

howl isnt repeated , but the unease it leaves in its

was that ? she whispers ,

admit , my hand

garden feels different now ,

by a creeping

is healed , but something else is stirring

grove stretches across the horizon , bathing

trees , once twisted and corrupted , now hum with life

stand next to Aurora , her hand clutched tight in mine

to be exhausted , with only shallow breaths