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

it

in his chair , his

pursue this ? I moved , weighing the decision on

enough ,

stability now , not another mystery

Dane nodded

Agreed .

we can do with some Chapter 225

and I felt some of that tension

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

rest of the night was pretty

it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time

morning with all

corridors , their shrill giggles echoing around ; wolves worked together as they prepared breakfast , the sound of roasted meat wafting across the

kitchen , her hands stained with

he muttered , stirring

everyone , Piper teased , nudging him with her elbow

think it would involve smoke , he shot back , waving a towel

teasing put a smile on my

something about his manner was lighter , freer

with Joclyn at the edge of the grove

in her lap , her

nimbly as she explained their

handing him a sprig of

is for

listened intently , his usual guarded expression softening

him this relaxed ,

, Joclyn remarked , a small smile

He shrugged .

had to

it was

, the quiet understanding grown out of time and respect

finally fallen , and the packhouse had quieted down once again

on a couch in the main room of it , the journal lying across my lap , firelight dancing gently over

to reopen it , peering

me , and I set it

Another time

to leave , my broken

light a low hum of light , pulsing for a time

I saw nothing

of those silences that burrow into

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

long and what I needed

at my reaching and would have turned to leave the room , was against my ears , soft enough I must have imagined it

froze , eyes running across the shelf on which I laid the journal ; it lay still within the worn