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

Chapter 332

“You think this is about change? You think a few apologies erase everything?”

Warrick took a step forward, his voice rising. “No, I don’t. But I’m trying, Piper! And instead of talking to me, you’re confiding in everyone else. Do you have any idea how that feels?”

I positioned myself between them, my voice carrying a blend of understanding and authority. “That’s enough.”

“I’m not doing this for you, for her, or anyone,” Piper shook her head and stepped forward, her gaze locking onto him with unwavering intensity. “You never understand, Warrick. It’s not about what you have done but about how I feel about you now.”

Warrick’s voice broke in challenge, cracking in a husky question, “How… how do you feel?”

Piper said nothing. Her lips stretched flat and narrow. “I do not know.”

Warrick threw up his hands and walked away. “Fine. When you figure it out, let me know.” He walked off, leaving Piper and me in heavy silence.

Later that night, Piper and I were at the edge of the pack house

for the crunching of leaves beneath our feet and a hooting owl

in an instant, her body rigid. “Aurora,” she breathed,

the blackness, wolves lay flat to the earth, eyes aglow with the moon. The

arrows.

gasped. “Kaida’s army,” I

“What

pulling Piper behind a tree. “We need to know how many there are, what

are.”

the soft whispers.of the scouts, piecing

pack’s weaker than we

that. Go for the young wolves; they’ll be the first to

boiled up in Piper’s chest as my fists also curled tight inside my fur–lined

and Trajan; we need as many eyes as we can get as we sneak around and know what

a squat, keeping my eyes on the men sitting around the campfire, watching them keenly. I noticed a few women with them who wore burkas; they were the ones serving the men. They were drinking wine as they ate from the roasted meat on the fire. I licked my lips as I realized I hadn’t eaten all day. My stomach groaned, and I held it as I