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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set in. Warrick slumped against the side of the training

this,” he muttered. “She’s sneaky, but she’s not stupid. If she’s hiding something, it’s probably somewhere we’d

of him, my mind

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

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

drifting toward the packhouse. “Her stash,”

Warrick frowned. “What stash?”

I said, my voice whittling down

no different. We just have

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

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

said after the hundredth empty drawer. “This

I insisted, though my own

to waver.

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

said,

his side, my heart

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

pulling the bundle

papers were letters, each one

communications between Alina and someone outside the

spoke of plans to destabilize leadership, to sow discord,

letter, in particular, made my

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mill tomorrow night. We’ll finalize

then.”

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old mill?” Warrick repeated, turning to me.

nodded, barely in a whisper. “Some few miles to the east near the river, I think it has not

something. And we just got ourselves

and tucked it into my pocket. “We have

this to Aurora.”

accuse Alina now, she’ll just deny it.

the balance weighing upon

“Tomorrow night,” Warrick echoed.

in the dim light of the packhouse, the weight of what we’d

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

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do we do until tomorrow?” I asked, my

a hand through his hair, 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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