Blood And Silver Rise of the Alpha's Rejected Mate novel Chapter 269

Chapter 269 

PIPER 

Alina’s final words before exile, “This isn’t over,” seemed to be that constant hum of cold, creeping fog lying low over the pack. 

I leaned against the railing of the packhouse, observing the wolves moving on through the day with weighed down shoulders, as tension hung on with the passing of weeks. 

Warrick moved beside me and gave my shoulder a gentle bump. 

“You’ve been quiet,” he said, his voice softer than usual. 

“I’m just… thinking,” I replied, my eyes drifting to the training grounds where Rowan was hauling supplies. 

Rowan who had once been so proud, so eager to prove himself now moved with a little energy, his gaze rarely rising from the ground. 

The fact was that it felt odd to see him this way. The Rowan I knew was impulsive, sometimes foolish, but not this weak and shy. 

He’s trying, Warrick said, catching my gaze. It might take some time, but he’ll find his place again. 

I nodded, but my attention stayed with him as Rowan paused, 

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his head bowing briefly. Something in the way that he moved. tightened my chest. 

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I made my way to the training grounds much later in the afternoon. He was alone, his hands dirty, shoulders hunched. as if he carried some invisible weight. I hid behind a tree a bit ashamed of myself and yet unable to take my eyes off him. 

Then I saw her. Alina stood near the edge of the woods. 

My breath caught as Rowan looked up, his face a mixture of surprise and confusion. They spoke in hushed tones, too low for me to hear, but their body language told me enough. 

Alina was making movement with her hands animatedly, her hands slicing through the air as she leaned toward him. 

Rowan seemed resistant, shaking his head once, but she set at hand on his arm, her voice insistent. 

“What are you doing?” Warrick’s voice startled me and I jumped out of my skin. 

“Shh,” I hissed, pulling him behind the tree with me. “Look.” 

Warrick leaned around the trunk, his brow furrowing. “Is that. Alina? What’s she doing here? She’s supposed to be gone.” 

“That’s what I’m trying to figure out,” I whispered. 

We continued to hide and watch as Rowan finally nodded, defeated, his shoulders sagging. Alina smiled smugly; a cold 

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feeling ran down my spine as she disappeared into the forest. 

“What do you think that was about?” Warrick asked. 

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“I don’t know,” I replied, my stomach twisting. “But we need to tell Aurora and Dane.” 

I paced while Warrick stood by the wall, arms crossed in Aurora’s quarters; Aurora and Dane sat across from us, their faces growing darker with every word as I told them what I’d 

seen. 

“She’s still in his head,” I said, frustration bubbling in my voice. “Even after everything, he’s still listening to her. 

Aurora sighed, running a hand through her hair. “Rowan’s trying to find his place, but Alina’s manipulation runs deep. We should have kept a closer eye on him.” 

Dane leaned forward, his jaw tight. “This isn’t about Rowan anymore. If Alina is sneaking back into the territory, she’s up to something bigger.” 

“What do we do?” Warrick asked. 

“We start with interrogating Rowan,” Aurora insisted. “If something is up, he’ll slip it out for sure.” 

The room had only begun to come into an unsettling quiet when suddenly, a fumbling knock began to resound through the door. 

He burst in abruptly before anyone reached the door or could 

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answer, and suddenly, a scout girl stumbled right in, running her chest heavily and her face pale just as if it were a phantom. 

Aurora stood at once, her eyes narrowing. “What is it, Cassia? Speak.” 

“There’s been… there’s been a sighting near the eastern border,” Cassia stammered, struggling to catch her breath. “A figure… cloaked… moving toward the village.” 

Warrick’s eyes widened. “A cloaked figure? You’re sure?” 

Cassia nodded quickly. “I saw it myself. They were moving fast, but not trying to hide. Almost like they wanted to be seen.” 

Aurora and Dane exchanged a slicing glance. Her tone was silky, but granite lay beneath. “How close?” 

“Not far, maybe half a mile. They were headed right for the village,” Cassia said, her hands shaking slightly. 

Dane crossed his arms over his chest, his expression black. “It’s Alina.” 

Piper leaned forward, her voice full of incredulity. “How can you be so sure? She is bold, but to actually risk coming back this soon?” 

“She would,” Dane said, his tone clipped. “This is just her style. She keeps us on edge because she thrives on that.” 

Aurora took a soothing breath. “Did she see you, Cassia?