Blood And Silver Rise of the Alpha's Rejected Mate novel Chapter 49

Chapter 49 

AURORA 

The next morning, I finally found Dane. He was in his home office, a room filled with heavy, masculine furniture and dark wood. He leaned over his desk, writing something. 

I paused in the doorway when I saw him, caught for a moment in the memory of the dream. Of the way he wanted me in that place. The way he claimed me without hate. 

If only I could stop myself from having those dreams, I might be able to stop wishing he would love me. 

I knocked politely on the door frame, and he looked up. I thought I saw something dark flash in his eyes. Something like… desire. 

Then it was gone. 

“Aurora,” he said in a polite tone. “How can I help you?” 

“It’s about yesterday.” 

His face hardened, but I continued. “When I found you with the children, I was actually looking for you for another reason. 

The hardness faded and he looked at me with curiosity. “Really? What reason is that?” 

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“The journal. Part of the back inside cover peeled up, and I found more writing. I think this is more complicated than we realized.” 

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Dane set down his pen and turned to face me fully. He folded his arms over his chest and leaned against his desk. “Complicated in what way?” 

I lifted the book. “I can show you.” 

He gestured for his desk, and I moved forward to stand next to him. I showed him where the cover paper had peeled away, and how there was writing beneath. I showed him the symbols that had revealed themselves to me. 

“There are three,” I said. “And it speaks of shadows and a prison or cage. I think that’s why we’re under attack. Because we’re getting close to the thing that contains the relic, and the shadows are trying to stop us.” 

“Hm. Whoever buried this power didn’t want anyone else to have it. Typical.” 

I nodded. “Or it could be some sort of trial to worthiness. Either way, they’re connected.” 

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“There’s only one problem with what you said.” Dane looked down at me, his arms still crossed over his chest. “These 

shadows aren’t targeting you. They’re targeting my family. Why?” 

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I glanced up at him, then away. It was too easy to get caught in his eyes, to sink in and drown in them. “I don’t know. I was hoping the two pages that are still missing might have the 

answer.” 

“Do you think Esther might have them, and she was toying with you by just giving you one?” he asked. 

“I’ve considered it. But I’m not sure why. Like we’ve discussed, she thinks this journal is an oddity. Something silly, full 

of symbols. Barely more important than a coloring book. Otherwise, there’s no way she’d let me have it.” 

Dane nodded. “Still. She might have the pages and just be holding them.” 

“She might. But I still think they might also be in the house, lost in the chaos of the years.” 

“Mm.” 

I waited for him to say more, but he didn’t. I think we were both lost in the memories of what happened the last time I’d tried to go and find the pages. 

Dane broke the silence. “I’ll go.” 

“I’m going,” I protested. “It’s my book. My old home.” 

He sighed. “I meant I’ll go with you. Bring Trajan. I’ll bring Archer. I believe the four of us should be a match for an old, abandoned house. Before we go, I’ll have guards comb the area 

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and make sure no Reeds are waiting in ambush.” 

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“Thank you,” I said. “This was…casier than I expected it to be.” 

His gaze cut away from me. “I have no problem giving you want you want, Aurora, when what you want is reasonable.” 

I snorted. Those words were a trap that would lead to another argument over the twins. I wasn’t going to fall into it. Not today. 

“When should we go?” I asked. 

He glanced outside. It was midmorning, the sky bright and blue and warm. “Tonight,” he said. “I’ve already sent the orders for the scouts to begin their work.” 

I nodded and went to leave. Then I paused. “Dane. How are Connell and Piper?” 

He met my gaze. To anyone else, I’m sure he looked like the same stoic Alpha as ever. But I could see the hint of blue beneath his eyes, the weariness in the way he held himself. “The 

same.” 

“If the shadows are connected to the relic, finding it may help them,” I said. 

“It will help them.” His voice was determined. “It has to.” He sighed. “We’re in it, now, Aurora. Our actions have affected others. We can’t stop. Not until we see this through to the end.” 

He looked so distant and sad; I moved back to him. Tentatively, 

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