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

chair , his

I moved , weighing the decision on my

have sacrificed enough , I

requires stability now , not another

nodded slightly

Agreed .

we can do with some Chapter 225 peace

and I felt some of that tension ease just a little

wasnt blind to the exhaustion still residual

rest of the night was

and I closed the journal , tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time when that felt right to do

all the

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

found Piper in the kitchen , her hands stained with flour as she tried to teach

a disaster , he muttered , stirring a pot

the one who wanted to impress everyone ,

shot back ,

a smile on my

225 4/7 destruction , something about his manner was lighter , freer

I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of

bunch of herbs in her

nimbly as she explained

, handing him a sprig of something green

for

listened intently , his usual guarded expression

see him this relaxed , this

Joclyn remarked ,

He shrugged .

had to

but it

them , the quiet understanding grown out

finally fallen , and the packhouse had

on a couch in the main room of it , the journal lying

to reopen it , peering deeper into Kaels

day pulled at me , and I set it aside

Another time , I whispered

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

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

course , I saw nothing at all

of those silences that burrow into the marrow of bones

over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like

needed was some hours

room , was against my ears ,

the journal ; it lay still within