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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lead turned

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the side of the training arena, his hand raking

not stupid. If she’s

of

themselves, and Alina doesn’t strike me as the

the hell is it?” Warrick snapped, the heat

packhouse. “Her stash,” I murmured, more to myself than to

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

voice whittling down to

secrets. Alina’s no different. We just have to figure out

packhouse, working our way methodically through every room we knew and every crawl space and

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long and torturous the creak of a floorboard, the rustle of shifted paper always tempting

the hundredth empty drawer. “This

I insisted, though my own resolve

to waver.

His brow furrowed as he crouched, his

said,

ran to his side, my

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

muttered, pulling the

were letters, each one more damning than

the pack,

destabilize leadership, to sow

my blood run cold. It

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the old mill

then.”

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mill?” Warrick repeated, turning to me.

to the east near the river, I think it has

jaw clenched then. “She is up to something. And we just got

and tucked it into my pocket. “We

this to Aurora.”

arm. “If we accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it. But if we can catch her

balance weighing upon me like a boulder. “Tomorrow

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight

the letters in my hand, my fingers clenching on the fragile papers. The mere idea of what Alina could be planning tied

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until tomorrow?” I asked, my voice

keep our heads down. If Alina gets wind that

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