Blood And Silver:Rise of the Alpha’s Rejected Mate

Chapter 293

The curtains broke, and morning painted the room soft gold.

I sat upon the edge of the bed and stared down at the map across my lap. The indecision of the council ate at me Aurora. firm, as always, for waiting in a peaceful way yet every instinct in me was screaming the opposite: time was not of our essence.

The door creaked as Trajan stepped in, his expression wary. “You’re up early,” he said, crossing his arms.

“I couldn’t sleep,” I admitted, rolling up the map. “I’ve made my decision, Trajan. I’m going to scout the disputed territory myself.”

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furrowed. “Without the council’s approval?

voice harder than I intended. “This

sighed but nodded. “Who

trust,” I said.

paused, then gave a curt nod.

the least hesitation. The air was

was wide, open, its edges traced in large juts of rocks. It was easy enough to see why both packs coveted this land: rich land, clear rivers

this paradise, the tighter I felt something was pulled around my intestines. “Tracks,” Warrick whispered,

I could get a word out, figures appeared from behind the trees. An army wearing bronze armors, they looked battle–hardened too, they