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 couldnt reach

left it unfinished

leaned back in his chair , his eyes

,

sacrificed enough ,

stability now , not another

Dane nodded slightly

Agreed .

do with

and I felt some of that

wasnt blind to the

that , the rest of the night

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

the following morning with all

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

hands stained with flour as she tried to teach Warrick to cook

a disaster , he muttered , stirring a pot

one who wanted to impress everyone , Piper

didnt think it would involve smoke , he shot

, their teasing put a smile on my face

something about his manner was

afternoon , I saw Trajan sitting with

had a bunch of herbs in her lap , her fingers

nimbly as she

she said , handing him

one is for

intently , his usual

see him this

learner , Joclyn remarked , a small smile

He shrugged .

had to

it was a bond

them , the quiet understanding grown out of time and

fallen , and the packhouse had quieted

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

my fingers steeled to reopen

me , and I set it aside carefully

time , I whispered

up to leave , my broken pendant fragments lay

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

I saw nothing at

one of those silences that burrow into the marrow of

extended my arms up over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like some heavy cloak

long and what I needed was some hours of

room

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