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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“Rowan, we have proof of your actions. You will

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

his features darkened in a mask of rage. “You think you’re perfect, don’t you?” he said. “You think you’re

rest of us.”

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

than a moment, Rowan’s eyes flicked to Alina, who stood. no more than at the edge of the crowd, crossing

her chest.

closer to 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 on

had to,” Dane whispered,

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

made his choices,” Dane said with certainty. “You gave him every chance to prove himself. This

words did encourage me, yet a

work, I went to the dungeon. I

cell was cold, dimly lit, I stood in a spot where the darkness shielded me as I looked

in hands, the oppressive silence broken only by the periodic dripping

footsteps lifted his gaze; his eyes 1 narrowed as Alina came into view. She walked to

mocking. “Looks like you’ve finally found your

fists balled.

you?” Alina’s

all on your own. I just gave you the

me,” he growled in a low

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rage.

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

vanquished, his shoulders. sagging in

her head, pretending innocence. “Because

his head. He sat amidst the silence

shredding layers of his anger to reveal raw

to and how he was being played upon. He hunched over, his head between his knees, and went into quick shallow breathing. His chains clang

smaller restrictive to such an extent

had been thinking all the while along the road the quiet envy and frustrations; the urge and need

firmer. He didn’t raise his head as they

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came soft, yet laced

never heard before.

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For one moment no anger glinted in my eyes, no triumph,

fallen trailor?” His

laying hands lightly on cold

wasn’t a funny sound. “Understand what? That I am a disappointment? That I let her wrap me

I didn’t let the slightest change grace my face. “I want to understand why you didn’t come to me, why you felt this would

words cut deep, and his fists on

have seen me otherwise!” he spat, anger lacing his tone. “You and Dane, you have it all! The pack, the respect, each other! And I’m nothing but

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