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

Chapter 235 AURORA Be on guard, she said, her voice firm.

Whoever did this wants you to doubt yourself.

Dont give them the satisfaction.

That evening, I strolled through the village the sun setting over the houses and fields.

Wolves ran around, preparing dinner or doing errands; the air was filled with their laughter and conversations.

I had only briefly closed my eyes, and allowed the sense of community wed built up together to wash overuntil the words of that note began sounding loud and clear, remindingsilently about something that was never meant to appear in the first instance.

I ran past the training grounds where Dane was working with a group of young wolves, his voice firm and steady as he walked them through their drills.

He is a well I drew strength from, and for a moment, a surge of gratefulness ran through my veins.

Dane, I said as I cup to him.

He finally looked up, and from the soft lines of his face, I knew all was well.

Hey, you.

Everything okay? I hesitated and then nodded.

Just needed to see you.

Chapter 235 He smiled and closed the space between us, pullinginto a brief firm hug.

Youve got that look, he said softly.

What look? The one which says youre carrying too much on your shoulders.

I let out a sigh, leaning into him.

Its nothing I cant handle.

You dont have to do it alone, he reminded me.

2/6 Finally, as the sun began to set, I found myself meandering back toward the packhouse, but my mind just would not let go of that note.

I sat down in the chair in front of the desk and fixed.

my gaze on the folded paper, almost as if all the answers would emanate from its folds.

The only sound was the soft rustling outside my window.

I whipped around, my heart suddenly racing, but shadows of course showednothing.

Get a hold of yourself, Aurora, I growled, shaking my head into the dark.

But it was the nagging that still wouldnt resolve itself.

I locked the note in the drawer and, rising, made my mind to sleep.

But no sooner had I reached for the button to turn off the light, heading for my bed, than that phrase echoed through my head again.

Chapter 235 Youre not as perfect as they think you are.

I 3/6 It was still locked in my desk drawer, but it might as well have been burning a hole through the wood.

Every tmy mind would wander, the words in jagged letters would loom within my mind: Youre not as perfect as they think you are.

I hadnt told Dane yet.

Not because I didnt trust him, but also because I didnt want to blow something big out of what might just be a passing grudge, either.

The pack had enough on its plate.

Id mend a few bridges today.

Piper and Warrick hadnt said a word to each other since that incident at the meeting, and it was getting old in the training area.

I found them on opposite sides of the field, acting like the other didnt exist.

Alright, enough is enough, I told myself, approaching Piper first.

Piper, I called, and she turned, her eyebrows furrowing at the resolve set in my expression.

Cwith me.

Why? she asked, folding her arms.

Because you two are stronger together, I said, firm, angling my head in Warricks direction where he was pretending to study a bunch of throwing knives.

Not apart, because of the little things.

that happen.

Chapter 235 With a soft huff, she turned that way.

Hes the one who 4/6 Im not here to blanyone, I cut in .

Im here to remind you that whatever this is, its not worth the wedge its creating.

Fix it.

Piper considered a moment, then nodded her head grudgingly.

Fine.

But when he says something stupid, its on him.

I bit off a smile.

Deal.

I watched from across the room as she approached Warrick, her shoulders set, but solid.

Warrick, she said loudly.

He turned, surprised, bleeding into wariness, and asked, Whats up? Piper blew out a breath; her shoulders sagging a fraction as she said, Look ... Its been difficult.

I let my jealousy get the better ofand Im sorry for snapping at you.

Warrick blinked, surprised plastered on his features before a slow grin spread across his face.

You? Jealous ? Never.

Dont push it, Piper warned, not too much venom in her tone.

I like that youre possessive, he said to her, softening into a grin.

But honestly, Piper, its never something you need to concern yourself with.

It has always been you.

Piper turned pink as her gaze darted away, mumbling quietly to herself, and Chapter 235 Warrick found himself leaning deeper.

What was that? Nothing !! she flung out, but a little hitching smile betrayed.

her.

They stood there a moment, the tension between them 5/6 dissolving.

I permitted myself a small, satisfied smile as Warrick reached out and pulled her into a gentle hug and turned to make my way out of there.

I found Trajan later that afternoon in the common hall, at a table with a piece of wood and a carving knife .

He didnt noticeat first, his concentration completely on the intricate design he worked out. Trajan, I said, and he looked up, startled.

Luna, he greeted, the immediate tendency to set the carving aside as if I had let him off a secret. Whats that? I asked, nodding toward the wood.

He fumbled for a moment before plucking it from the pocket pinching it between his fingers and holding it out forto view. It was a medallion, cunningly carved with the picture of a wolf howling at the moon.

Its for Joclyn, he admitted, his voice low for once.

Shes been ... helping me.

I wanted to thank her.

I smiled.

Its lovely.

Shes going to like it.

He nodded, a small, nervous smile flickering around his lips.

Hope so.

It was in tatters for others: It had been stsince Rowan Chapter 235 6/6 had grown adlittle distant the brooding frustration visibly greater with each new day; he snappily snapped back at wolves doing training and wholly avoided communal meals altogether. Alina the opportunist seemed stuck to him.

Once, I saw them out, walking up the length of the forest verge talking in low voices hers insistent, leaning into him with persuasiveness. Whatever she was telling him, it fed something inside him.

Afternoon, when the sun climbed too close to its zenith, I sought out Rowan.

Hoping to get through.

He was piling wood near the training arena; jerky, impatient movements.

Rowan, I said, and he straightened.

Luna, he returned, his tone flat.

I took one more step closer, my voice soft.

Ive noticed you seem a little off lately.

Is something bothering you?