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

left it unfinished

back in his chair ,

this ? I moved , weighing the

have sacrificed enough

requires stability now , not

Dane nodded

Agreed .

think we can do with

subject was changed then , and I felt some of

as the journal made me curious , I wasnt blind to the exhaustion still residual from all theyd

the night was pretty

the journal , tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit

the following morning with all the noise

corridors , their shrill giggles echoing around ; wolves worked together as they prepared breakfast ,

Piper in the kitchen , her hands stained with

he muttered , stirring a pot that smelled distinctly

impress everyone , Piper teased , nudging

didnt think it would involve smoke , he shot back , waving a towel in

their teasing put a smile on my face

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

that afternoon , I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the

had a bunch of herbs in her lap

as she

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

one is for cuts and infections

listened intently , his usual

him

, a small

He shrugged .

to

, unspoken but it was a bond

that were there between them , the quiet understanding grown out of time

finally fallen , and the packhouse

of it , the journal lying

, my fingers steeled to reopen

the day pulled at me , and I set

225 Another time , I

I stood up to leave , my broken pendant fragments lay

a flush of sun they flared into light a low hum of light

course , I saw nothing at all

of those silences that

with exhaustion , like some heavy cloak had been tossed over

I needed was some hours of sleep uninterrupted

leave the room , was against my ears , soft

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