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

chair , his eyes thoughtful

, weighing the decision on my shoulders

enough , I said

requires stability now

nodded slightly

Agreed .

do with some Chapter 225

some of that tension

I wasnt blind to the

that , the rest of the night was pretty low key

, tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at

all

worked together as they prepared breakfast , the sound of roasted meat wafting

hands stained with

muttered , stirring a pot that smelled

everyone , Piper teased

would involve smoke , he shot back ,

teasing put a

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

I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of

bunch of herbs in her lap

as she explained their

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

this one is for cuts and

, his usual

see him

learner , Joclyn remarked , a small smile tugging at her lips

He shrugged .

had to

unspoken but it

were just things that were there between them , the

, and the packhouse had quieted down once again

main room of it , the journal

fingers steeled to reopen it

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

225 Another time , I whispered

stood up to leave , my broken pendant fragments lay on a

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

, I saw nothing at

of those silences that burrow into the marrow

arms up over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like

and what I needed was some hours of sleep uninterrupted

leave the room

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