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.

but couldnt

it unfinished

in his chair , his eyes

this ? I moved , weighing the decision on my shoulders

have sacrificed enough

now

Dane nodded

Agreed .

think we can do with some Chapter 225 peace

subject was changed then , and I felt some of

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

that , the rest of the night was pretty low

I closed the journal , tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time when that felt right to

with all the noise of the packhouse

their shrill giggles echoing around ; wolves worked together

with

, he muttered , stirring a

the one who wanted to impress everyone , Piper teased , nudging him with her

smoke , he shot back , waving a towel

, their teasing put a smile on my face

manner was lighter , freer than

I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of the grove

had a bunch of herbs in her lap ,

nimbly as she

burns , she said , handing him a sprig of something green and

one is for cuts and

listened intently , his

him this relaxed ,

quick learner , Joclyn remarked , a small smile

He shrugged .

to be

but it was a bond

them , the quiet understanding grown out of time and respect

finally fallen , and the packhouse had quieted

was on a couch in the main room of it , the journal lying across my

steeled to reopen it , peering

day pulled at me , and I set it aside carefully on a nearby shelf

225 Another time ,

I stood up to leave , my broken pendant fragments lay on a

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

, I saw nothing

of those silences that burrow into the marrow of

over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like some heavy

was predictably long and what I needed was some hours of

at my reaching and would have turned to leave the room , was against my ears ,

I laid the journal ; it lay still within the