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

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PIPER

As I entered the common hall, the pungent smell of dew and pine traveled in the morning air.

My mind jumped back to the note Dane had spoken of but I had no idea as far as its contents were concerned.

The itch in my head seemed to have turned disturbing and so my eyes began searching the room for a clue of any sort.

It was a stray piece of paper on the edge of the table where Alina had sat during yesterday’s meeting half concealed under a folded napkin that first caught my eye as the hall began filling with wolves readying for the tasks of the day.

My brow furrowed as I reached for it, my fingers brushing against the rough papers.

The moment the note opened in my hand, my stomach somersaulted. The script was squeezed, rushed, and unfamiliar.

All it said was, “Keep the next move discreet. They can’t suspect. anything yet.”

I closed my fingers more tightly over the paper as my gaze flashed around the room. Alina wasn’t anywhere, yet I could sense her behind me, lurking like a ghost.

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“Warrick,” I whispered, clenching his arm as he strode into the training ground later that afternoon..

He froze mid stride, the perpetual grin on his face faltering as he took in the look on my face.

“What’s wrong?”

I held up the note, my voice low and urgent. “I found this near Alina’s seat after yesterday’s meeting. It’s. suspicious.”

He took the note from me, brows furrowing as he read. “What the hell is this?

“That’s what we need to find out,” I said, crossing my arms. “I don’t trust her, Warrick. There’s something she’s hiding, and if we don’t figure it out”

“She’s going to get away with it,” he finished, his voice hardening.

I nodded. “Exactly.”

For a moment, Warrick’s gaze flickered with hesitation. Then he sighed, shoving the note into his pocket. “All right. Where do we

start?”

We had spent hours checking her usual haunts: the storage shed near the edge of the village, the abandoned cottage she would often sneak to under the pretense of “training,” even her

quarters.

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in. Warrick slumped against the side of the training arena, his hand raking through

overthinking this,” he muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid. If

in front of him,

don’t write themselves, and Alina doesn’t strike me as the

Warrick snapped, the heat in his frustration a match for my

eyes drifting toward the packhouse. “Her stash,” I murmured, more to myself than to

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

voice

different. We just have to figure out

started with the packhouse, working our way methodically through

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of a floorboard, the rustle of shifted paper

the hundredth empty drawer. “This is

looking,” I insisted, though my own resolve was

to waver.

about to give up when Warrick stopped by the edge. His brow furrowed as he

he said,

his side, my heart

pulled and tugged it with grunting efforts, for it came loose. It showed a small, hallowed place behind. There was

muttered, pulling the bundle

papers were letters, each one

outside the pack, someone she referred

to sow discord, and to exploit

made my blood run cold. It

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the old mill tomorrow night. We’ll finalize

then.”

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old mill?” Warrick repeated, turning to me. “We have one of these

the east near the

clenched then. “She is up to something.

and tucked it into my pocket. “We

this to Aurora.”

we accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it. But if we can

hung in the balance weighing upon me like a boulder. “Tomorrow night,

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

the packhouse, the weight of what we’d uncovered

fingers clenching on the fragile papers. The mere idea of what Alina

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do we do until tomorrow?” I asked, my voice

his jaw clenching. “Wel keep our heads down. If Alina gets wind that we’ve found. these…” He didn’t need

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