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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council’s approval? Aurora

waiting for approval anymore,” I snapped, my voice harder than I intended. “This pack needs

nodded.

those I trust,”

paused, then gave a curt nod.

I had assembled a small group: Trajan, Warrick, and three others who had sworn loyalty without the least hesitation. The air was heavy with tension as we moved toward the disputed territory, the only

coveted this

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

appeared from behind the trees. An army wearing bronze armors, they looked battle–hardened too, they were surrounding us in