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

it unfinished

leaned back in his chair , his

I moved ,

sacrificed enough , I said

pack requires stability now

nodded slightly

Agreed .

we can do with some Chapter 225 peace

and I felt some of that tension ease just

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

the night was

closed the journal , tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit

with all the noise of the

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

in the kitchen , her hands stained with flour as

disaster , he muttered , stirring a

impress everyone , Piper teased

involve smoke , he shot back , waving a towel in

, their teasing put a smile on my face

destruction , something about his manner

Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of the

in her

nimbly as she explained their purposes

, handing him a sprig

is for cuts and

intently , his

to see him this relaxed ,

remarked , a small smile tugging at

He shrugged .

had to

it was a bond

were there between them , the

the packhouse

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

moment , my fingers steeled to reopen it , peering deeper

weight of the day pulled at me , and I set it aside carefully on a

time , I whispered

leave , my

and in a flush of sun they flared into light a low hum of light ,

course , I saw nothing at

was one of those silences that burrow into the marrow of

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

needed was some hours of

turned to leave the room , was

the shelf on which I laid the journal ;