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

left it

in his chair , his eyes

? I moved , weighing

have sacrificed enough , I said

stability now , not another mystery

Dane nodded slightly

Agreed .

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and I felt some of that tension ease just

made me curious , I wasnt blind to the exhaustion

of the night

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

following morning with all the noise

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

found Piper in the kitchen , her hands stained with flour

he muttered , stirring a pot that

, Piper teased , nudging him with

didnt think it would involve smoke , he shot back

a smile

manner was lighter ,

sitting with Joclyn at the

in her

she explained their

are for burns , she said , handing him a

one is for cuts

, his usual

rare to see him this relaxed ,

, a small smile tugging at her lips

He shrugged .

to be

it was

, the quiet

, and the packhouse had

, the journal lying across my lap

my fingers steeled to reopen it ,

the day pulled at me , and

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up to leave , my

in a flush of sun they flared into light a low hum of light , pulsing for a time , until , as it started , it was suddenly gone

I saw nothing at all

one of those silences that burrow into the marrow of bones

up over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like some heavy

needed

to leave the room , was against my ears , soft

I laid the journal ; it lay still within the worn leather , fire dancing