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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Warrick slumped against the side of the training arena,

muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid. If she’s hiding

in front of him,

themselves, and Alina doesn’t

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?”

got one,” I said, my voice whittling down to bone

secrets. Alina’s no different.

through every

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the creak of a floorboard, the rustle

after the hundredth empty drawer. “This

insisted, though

to waver.

to give up when Warrick stopped by the edge. His brow furrowed as he crouched, his hand brushing against the

he said, his

side, my heart racing.

for it came loose. It showed a small, hallowed place behind. There was a

muttered, pulling the bundle

were letters, each one more damning than

communications between Alina and someone outside the pack, someone she referred

plans to destabilize leadership, to sow discord, and

made my

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the old mill tomorrow

then.”

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repeated, turning to

nodded, barely in a whisper. “Some few miles to the east near

is up to something. And we just got ourselves in the front

the note and tucked it into my pocket.

this to Aurora.”

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

the balance weighing upon me

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

I stood wordlessly in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight

in my hand, my fingers clenching on the fragile papers. The mere idea of what

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I asked,

hand through his hair, his jaw clenching. “Wel keep our heads down. If Alina gets

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