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

leaned back in his chair , his

we pursue this ? I moved , weighing the

sacrificed enough ,

stability now , not another

Dane nodded slightly

Agreed .

we can do with some Chapter 225

I felt some of that tension ease just

made me curious , I wasnt blind to the exhaustion

the night

, tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time when that felt right to do so

came the following morning with all the noise of the

wolves worked together as

her hands stained with flour as

, he muttered , stirring a pot that smelled

to impress everyone , Piper teased ,

, he shot

their teasing put a

4/7 destruction , something about his manner was lighter , freer

afternoon , I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of the

herbs in her lap ,

nimbly as she explained

said , handing him a sprig

one is for cuts and

, his usual guarded

rare to see him this

a quick learner , Joclyn remarked , a small smile tugging

He shrugged .

had to be

it

, the quiet

finally fallen , and the packhouse

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

moment , my fingers steeled to reopen it ,

the day pulled at me , and I

Another time , I whispered

leave , my broken pendant fragments lay on

a low hum of light , pulsing for a time , until ,

I saw

one of those silences that burrow into the marrow

my head , weighted with exhaustion , like some heavy cloak

what I needed was some hours of

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

I laid the journal ; it lay still within the