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

back in his chair

moved , weighing the decision on

sacrificed enough , I

pack requires stability now

nodded

Agreed .

do with

then , and I felt some of that tension ease

wasnt blind to the exhaustion

the night was pretty low

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

came the following morning with all the noise of the packhouse

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

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

,

who wanted to impress everyone , Piper teased , nudging him with

involve smoke , he shot back

, their teasing put a smile on my face

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

afternoon , I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the edge of the

herbs in

nimbly as she

handing him a sprig of

one is for cuts and

intently , his usual guarded

rare to see him this relaxed , this

learner , Joclyn remarked , a small smile tugging at her

He shrugged .

had to be

but it

, the quiet understanding grown

finally fallen , and the packhouse had quieted down once

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

to reopen it , peering deeper into

me , and I

time , I whispered

up to leave , my

light , pulsing for

I saw nothing

of those silences that burrow into the marrow

arms up over my head , weighted with exhaustion , like

needed was some

room , was against my ears ,

the journal ;