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

in his chair , his

? I moved ,

have sacrificed enough ,

stability now ,

nodded slightly

Agreed .

think we can do with

changed then , and I felt some of

much as the journal made me curious , I wasnt blind to the

, the rest of the

tucked it away , promising ourselves wed revisit it at some time when that felt

following morning with all the noise of

giggles echoing around ; wolves worked together as they prepared breakfast , the sound

Piper in the kitchen , her hands stained with flour

he muttered , stirring a pot that smelled

one who wanted to impress everyone , Piper teased ,

involve smoke , he shot back , waving a

teasing put a smile on

something about his manner was lighter , freer than I had

I saw Trajan sitting with Joclyn at the

herbs in her

she explained their purposes

said , handing

is for cuts

, his usual

him this relaxed

, a small smile tugging

He shrugged .

to be

, unspoken but it

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

fallen , and the packhouse had quieted

of it , the journal lying

fingers steeled to reopen it , peering deeper

and I set it

225 Another time , I whispered

stood up to leave , my

into light a low hum of light , pulsing for a time , until , as it started , it was suddenly

course , I saw nothing

of those silences that

arms up over my head , weighted with exhaustion ,

long and what I needed was

would have turned to leave the room , was against my ears , soft enough I must have

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