Blood And Silver:Rise of the Alpha’s Rejected Mate

Chapter 248

AURORA

Morning sunlight leaked into my office and striped the wood desk piled high with reports.

My headache in protest as I went over the latest updates about pack matters. My mind went back to the increasingly weird behavior Rowan had shown of late.

The confrontations, the outbursts, the whispered discontent in the pack all these had reached a point whereby it could not be ignored.

I let out a deep sigh and leaned back into my chair, just then a sharp knock startled me from outside the door.

“Enter,” I called, straightening further when a guard burst in, pale and in a rush with every step.

“Luna,” he said, still catching his breath. “We’ve confirmed. involvement by Rowan in… suspicious activities. He’s been having secret meetings with Alina, and… ” The guard didn’t continue, his gaze fixed on the papers on my desk.

“He has been spreading rumors in the pack.”

I had thought by this time, such frustration from him should have gone, a phase he should get past. “Are you certain?” I

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asked, stiff, though shaking inside.

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He nodded, laying on my desk a small pile of papers. “These were found in his quarters plans for… something more than a simple rebellion.”

Not surprised, my eyes finally came to rest on the incriminating evidence laid before mine, and I began turning over theory upon theory in my head.

“Where is he now?”

“In his room,” the guard said. “Shall we…”

I breathed a deep, soul searching, inward breath while my mind balanced out various options. With firm resolve then, I nodded. “Yes. Arrest him. Silently. I don’t want to panic the pack.”

Muttering had begun almost immediately. By the time he was being marched out, manhandled with two guards, the pack in groups gathered, all whispering and guessing as to who it was.

“This can’t be happening.”

“Rowan? But why?” he hushed out, surprise laced deep into his

tone.

Loud protests came from Rowan as he was dragged toward the packhouse. “This is a mistake!” he yelled, the desperation in his voice high enough that it cracked. “I didn’t do anything wrong!”

I stepped down onto the packhouse steps. The noise of the

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crowd ceased as my presence was noted.

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your actions. You will get your chance to explain yourself, but for now, you’ll be

the boy he had been: all earnest, all yearning, all desperate for someone’s

mask of rage. “You think you’re perfect,

rest of us.”

stabilizing presence. “Take him away to the holding cells,” he

eyes flicked to Alina, who stood. no

her chest.

us or even say one word, yet her smile ran chills up my

sat at my office desk, it was almost night time. My head resting

Dane

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for reassurance on his face. “Did I? Did

gave him every chance to prove himself. This

encourage me, yet

I finished all my work, I went to the

dimly lit, I stood in a spot where the darkness shielded

narrow bench, head in hands, the oppressive silence broken

1 narrowed as Alina came into view.

mocking. “Looks like you’ve finally found your

fists balled.

Alina’s smile

You did that all on your own.

used me,” he growled in a low voice

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rage.

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course I did. And you let me. Because deep down, you wanted all I

Rowan, vanquished, his shoulders. sagging in

her head, pretending innocence. “Because

Alina turned to leave, Rowan sank back onto the bench, bowing his head. He sat amidst the

shredding layers of his anger to reveal

what he had been up to and how he was being played upon. He hunched over, his head between his knees, and went

to such an extent that its walls seemed to close in

the while along the road the quiet envy and frustrations; the urge

He didn’t raise his head as they stopped outside his

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soft, yet laced

never heard before.

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met mine. For one moment no anger glinted

come to see the fallen trailor?” His voice

bars, laying hands lightly on cold metal. “I came to

I am a

didn’t flinch, I didn’t let the slightest change grace my face. “I want to understand

deep, and his fists on his

he spat, anger lacing his tone. “You and

jaw firmed, her eyes unflinching. “You were never nothing, Rowan. You were one of us. You