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

Chapter 217 TRAJAN Its a celebration thats starting to feel very far away , somehow due to the feeling of tension coiling around the packhouse .

Wolves stand in groups , their voices hushed , eyes darting nervously toward the forest .

I pace by the window , my stomach tied .

Its too quiet .

That kind of quiet that signals trouble .

Dane steps into the clearing , pale face drawn tight .

His hand opens , disclosing a piece of bark with strange , glowing marks etched into it .

We got a problem , he says ; the tone urgent as hell .

But before he has a chance to explain himself , I am bursting through the packhouse door , my heart beating with an irregular rhythm , words bursting from my lips well in advance of the possibility of a rational mind actually preventing them from happening .

Its too late , I whisper , shaking .

Theyre already here .

The room falls silent , and all eyes whip to me .

Aurora elbows her way through the parted crowd , a mask of fear and determination across her face .

What do you mean , theyre already here ? she asks , her voice Chapter 217 my mind .

The Forgotten , I spoke low and quietly .

It has waited for such a thing , and it now … comes to us .

The eyes of Aurora narrowed on the question of who .

Who were they , and what would they do ? 2/6 I swallow hard , the weight of the truth heavy inside me .

The Forgotten were exiled a very long time ago , I begin .

In Kaels time .

They felt this grove was to be used , wielded .

To control life , not to help it .

The room seems to tilt ; whispers spread as the pack exchanges uneasy glances .

They saw the grove as a weapon , I continue .

And when Kael and the rest wouldnt side with their beliefs , they exiled them .

No one ever heard of them again .

Many thought they were murdered .

Auroras eyes narrow .

But theyre not , she says .

I shake my head .

No.

the day that the

now that it is back

it should be theirs , Dane concludes

still shivers as

the room , but she says nothing

, didnt you ? That was

217 the words

lays a comforting touch on her

need to tell us

cant protect the pack if we dont know what

her voice shaking , before she finally says , The Forgotten werent just exiled

to return when the groves power was at its peak

was anything

marks within the forest

coming to take what they believe belongs to them

her words hangs heavy within the room , and the pack listens in

forward ,

? In the western

old

, clenching

,

to know how close they

, I say before I

, staring at

dont have

know , I

want to

between the two of us ; her tone allows for

Be careful .

Both of you .

217 Dane nods in acquiescence as we leave the packhouse , the responsibility for pack safety weighing our

forest feels different now : darker

instead

onward but cautiously , our senses

,

last , when we reach the riverbed

see them , the signs Eira described carved into the trees

closer , his hand back brushing against the bark

, he

as it catches my eye , a pulsating sheen filling the symbols , and is suddenly

that mean ? I dont know , Dane

they arent just

are claiming this land

go further inside

unnatural becomes heavy

it eventually , an abandoned campsite

everywhere are the signs of recent occupation

lie scattered on the ground ,

a tree marks Broken Ridge , the lines leading

picks up one

has

planning

.

sends a shiver down my spine