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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actions. You will get your

I saw the boy he had been: all earnest, all yearning, all desperate for

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

rest of us.”

him away to the

less than a moment, Rowan’s eyes flicked to Alina, who stood. no more

her chest.

take one step closer to us or even say one word, yet her

sat at my office desk, it was almost

had to,” Dane whispered, his hand warm against my

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then, searching for reassurance on his face. “Did I? Did I

made his choices,” Dane said with certainty. “You gave him

did encourage me, yet a

I went to the dungeon. I

dimly lit, I stood in a spot where the darkness shielded me as I looked at

the narrow bench, head in hands, the oppressive silence broken only by the

as Alina came into view. She walked to the

tone mocking.

rose, fists balled.

Betrayed you?” Alina’s

did that all on your own. I just gave you

me,” he growled in a low voice and with

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rage.

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

anger seeped from Rowan, vanquished, his shoulders. sagging in

head, pretending innocence. “Because I

sank back onto the bench, bowing his head. He sat amidst the silence after Alina was long gone,

his anger to reveal raw shame

he was being played upon. He hunched over, his head between his knees, and went into

to such an extent that

all the while along the road the quiet envy and frustrations; the urge and need to amount

time the footsteps came louder, firmer. He didn’t raise his head as

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my voice came soft, yet laced with an edge

never heard before.

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met mine. For one moment no anger glinted in

come to see the fallen trailor?” His voice

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

sound. “Understand what? That I

want to understand why you didn’t come to me,

words cut deep, and his fists

anger lacing his tone. “You and Dane, you

her eyes unflinching. “You were never nothing,