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

left it

his chair

I moved , weighing the decision on my

have sacrificed enough , I said

requires stability now , not another mystery

nodded slightly

Agreed .

think we can do with some

then , and I felt some of that

made me curious , I wasnt blind to the

the night was pretty

tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time when

following morning with all the noise

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

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 him with her

shot back

a smile on my

something about his manner was lighter , freer than I had seen before

with Joclyn at the edge of the

of herbs in her lap

as she explained

are for burns , she said , handing him a sprig of something

this one is for

listened intently , his

him this relaxed

learner , Joclyn remarked , a

He shrugged .

had to be

but it was a bond

were just things that were there between them ,

, and the packhouse had quieted down once

the main room of it , the journal lying across my lap , firelight dancing gently over its

, my fingers steeled to reopen it , peering

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

time , I whispered

to leave , my broken pendant fragments lay on a

sun they flared into light a low hum of light , pulsing for a time , until , as it started , it

course , I saw nothing at

silences that burrow into

with exhaustion , like some heavy cloak had been

what I needed was some

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

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