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,

not stupid. If she’s hiding something, it’s

front of him, my mind

themselves, and Alina doesn’t strike me as

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

eyes drifting toward the packhouse. “Her stash,” I murmured,

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

my voice whittling down to bone with growing

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

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

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and torturous the creak of a floorboard, the rustle of shifted paper

the hundredth empty drawer. “This

though my own

to waver.

stopped by the edge. His brow furrowed as he crouched, his hand brushing against the edge of a loose stone in

said, his voice

ran to his side, my heart

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

pulling

papers were letters, each one more

outside the pack, someone she

leadership, to sow discord, and

in particular, made my

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the old mill tomorrow night.

then.”

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repeated, turning to me.

the east near the river, I

then. “She is up to something. And we

it into my pocket.

this to Aurora.”

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

the weight of what hung in the balance weighing upon me like a

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

of the packhouse, the

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

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

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

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