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

Chapter 225 AURORA Anything useful ? Dane whispered low so as not to disturb the silence in the room .

I scanned the next page , and the words blurred for only a second or two before snapping into place .

Its more personal than I expected , I said .

He speaks about the choices made as a first alpha , in respect to the weight he held for the security of his pack .

Theres much remorse in this .

Dane slanted his head , brow furrowing .

Remorse over what ? About the grove , I said , flipping to another entry .

About how he underestimated its power and the curse that came with it .

.

We read on in silence for a while , the dancing firelight casting long darkness around the room .

Then my eyes fell to one particular entry , and my breath caught .

The grove holds more than power , I read aloud .

It holds a key .

Dane straightened , his attention sharpening .

A key to what ? Chapter 225 2/7 I dont know , I said , tracing the words with my finger .

Maybe it had smudged most of the ink , but this sentence seemed to leap off the page as if it had been engraved there .

He leaned closer , interest now etched in his voice .

Does he explain ? I shook my head and flipped the page over .

He writes of a chamber hidden beneath its roots .

He was certain it housed something … something he called the source of life .

Dane furrowed his brow .

The source of life ? Of whom ? Of us , I whispered .

There , it hung in the air between us , unsaid , yet palpable .

That something so key could be buried here in this grove sent a chill down my spine .

Did he find it ? he asked .

I shook my head from side to side .

No.

tried but couldnt reach

left it unfinished

chair , his eyes thoughtful

? I moved , weighing the

enough

requires stability now , not

Dane nodded

Agreed .

we can do with some Chapter 225 peace

subject was changed then , and I felt some of that

as the journal made me curious , I wasnt blind to the exhaustion still residual

the rest of the night was pretty low key

away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some

with all

; wolves worked together as they prepared breakfast , the sound of roasted

Piper in the kitchen , her hands stained with flour as she tried

muttered , stirring a pot that smelled distinctly burnt

who wanted to impress everyone , Piper teased , nudging

would involve smoke , he shot back , waving a

teasing put a smile on my

his manner was lighter , freer than I had

sitting with Joclyn

a bunch of herbs in her lap ,

nimbly as she explained their

burns , she said , handing him a sprig of something

for cuts

intently , his usual

see him this relaxed , this open

learner , Joclyn remarked , a small

He shrugged .

had to

, unspoken but it was a bond

there between them , the quiet understanding grown out of time and respect

had finally fallen , and the packhouse had quieted down once

the journal lying across

fingers steeled to reopen it , peering deeper into

of the day pulled at me , and I set it

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, my broken pendant fragments lay on a table

flush of sun they flared into light a low hum of light ,

course , I saw nothing at all

of those silences that burrow into the

my head , weighted with exhaustion , like some heavy cloak had been tossed over me

predictably long and what I needed was some hours of

to leave the room , was against my ears , soft enough I must have

the shelf on which I laid the journal ; it lay still within the worn leather ,