Blood And Silver Rise of the Alpha's Rejected Mate novel Chapter 227

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AURORA 

I woke to the sound of excited chatter just outside my window. The sun was soft streaming through the curtains, but beyond the walls, it was anything but. 

Voices overlapped in a symphony of plans, ideas, and laughter. 

Before I could even sit up, the door burst open. Piper stormed in, a roll of fabric clutched in her arms, her face alight with 

determination. 

“We’re doing this right, Aurora!” she said, radiant, triumphant. “Your wedding is going to be the event of the decade.” 

I blinked, still dozing “Good morning to you too, Piper.” 

She ignored my sarcasm completely, unrolling the fabric with a flourish. It shined in the sunlight, a pale silver that reminded me of the grove’s glow. 

“Look at this!” she exclaimed, holding it against me. “Joclyn said it’s perfect for your dress. We will start fittings tomorrow.” 

Day went into serious activity as the pack dove headlong with élan not seen in ages, in preparation for this occasion. 

The air was thick with wolves darting across the village, the 

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sounds of rising talks, murmurs of their labors. 

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Piper took charge of decorations, her voice cutting through the chaos as she directed wolves to hang garlands of wildflowers and string lights between the trees. 

“Warrick, that’s the wrong branch!” she called, exasperated as he tried to secure a lantern too high for its own good. 

“I’m doing my best here, Piper!” he shot back, balancing on the tips of his toes. 

Your best needs to be better,” she snapped, hand on her hips. 

Despite how much they argued, there was a spark flying between them no one could ignore. 

Warrick might grumble under his breath, but he always did what Piper asked, even when it meant moving armfuls of supplies across the clearing. 

Meanwhile, Dane and Trajan were similarly occupied, ensuring the initiation site was neat and perfect, scrubbing the debris clean and leveling it off around the circumference of the 

copse. 

“This is where it would be,” said Dane, washing off his hands then stepping back, eyes surveying the result. 

“It’s still, peaceful. Perfect for something new to be born from. 

More than anything, those words meant something from Trajan. 

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His approval meant so much, so very much, considering just how much experience he had and how respected he was within the pack. 

Later in the day, I sat in Joclyn’s workroom with her as she stitched my ceremonial robes, hands flying across the fabric that Piper had brought. 

This was a sacred moment, Aurora,” she said in a hushed, 

reverential tone. 

“Your union with Dane is not just the joining of two wolves, but it is a sign of hope to be held by the entire pack.” 

I nodded and went on to watch her weave patterns in the cloth. 

“I just want it to feel right,” I said, “after everything we have been through. I want this to be a peaceful moment.” 

“It will be,” she said in that low intense tone of voice, eyes locked 

on mine. “Believe it.” 

Of course, not all was sweet. As the day wore on, Piper’s emotions turned beneath her surface. 

I noticed the way her eyes lingered on Warrick when she thought no one was looking, the way her smile changed whenever Alina, one of the younger wolves flirts openly with 

him. 

By the time we got together for a rehearsal near the ceremony site, she’d reached a full boil. 

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“You could at least pretend not to enjoy her attention,” Piper snapped, crossing her arms as Warrick fumbled with a stack of 

chairs. 

Warrick looked genuinely confused. “What are you talking about?” 

“You know perfectly well what I am on about!” she shot back, her voice rising. 

The rest of us looked at each other uneasily, not quite knowing whether to interfere or leave them to it. 

“Piper, can we not do this right now?” Warrick said, stress creeping into his voice. “We’ve got enough to handle without you picking fights.” 

She fell, the anger draining away as quick as it had come, before she turned and walked away without another word, leaving Warrick standing, his shoulders dropping. 

Later that night, I found Piper sitting alone, knees to her chest, near the edge of the grove. Moonlight filtered down gently, but her features were lined with doubt. 

“Mind if I join you?” I said, dropping onto the grass beside her. 

She shook her head, and her gaze drifted off. 

“Wanna talk?” I asked low. 

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