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 up

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side of the

muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid. If she’s hiding something, it’s probably somewhere we’d never think to

in front of him,

be something. Notes don’t write themselves, and Alina

the hell is it?” Warrick snapped, the heat in his frustration a match

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

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

I said, my voice whittling

stash their secrets. Alina’s no different. We just

started with the packhouse, working our way methodically through every

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a floorboard, the rustle of shifted paper always

hundredth

insisted, though my

to waver.

Warrick stopped by the edge. His brow furrowed as he crouched,

he said, his voice

ran to his side, my heart racing.

it came loose. It showed a small, hallowed place behind. There was a bundled lot of papers,

pulling the

one more damning than the

someone outside the pack, someone

of plans to destabilize leadership, to sow

made my blood run cold. It read:

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at the old mill tomorrow

then.”

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turning to me. “We

miles to the east near the river, I think

to something. And

the note and tucked it into my

this to Aurora.”

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

nodded, the weight of what hung in the balance weighing upon me like a boulder. “Tomorrow

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

wordlessly in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight of what

my hand, my fingers clenching on the fragile papers.

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do until tomorrow?” I

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

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