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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said, clear and sure. “Rowan, we have proof of your actions. You will get your chance

that one moment, I saw the boy he had been: all

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

rest of us.”

him away to

eyes flicked to Alina, who stood. no more than at the

her chest.

us or even say one

almost night time. My head resting on

to,” Dane whispered, his hand warm against my

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

“You gave

did encourage me,

work, I went to the dungeon. I wanted to see how Rowan was

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

in hands, the oppressive silence broken

lifted his gaze; his eyes 1 narrowed as Alina came into

well,” she said, her tone mocking. “Looks like you’ve finally found

rose, fists balled.

Alina’s smile

that all on your own. I just gave

used me,” he growled in a low voice

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rage.

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the bars, her eyes glowing. “Of course I did. And you let me. Because deep down,

seeped from Rowan, vanquished,

pretending innocence.

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

him, shredding layers of his anger to reveal raw shame lying

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

an extent that its walls seemed to

road the quiet envy and frustrations; the urge

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

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yet laced

never heard before.

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more slowly. His gaze met mine. For one moment no

see the fallen trailor?” His voice was

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

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

face. “I want to understand why you didn’t come to me, why you felt this

words cut deep, and his fists on his thighs curled

“You and Dane, you have

never nothing, Rowan. You