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

Chapter 11 AURORA Mommy, are you coming home? my son, Tristan, asked.

He looked so much like his father.

My heart ached with the sadness in his voice.

Not yet, sweetheart.

Next toin the car, Holden reached over and patted my knee with one hand as he steered us over the winding roads with the other.

I squeezed his fingers for comfort.

But mommy, we miss you! said Seraphina, my little girl, calling my attention back to the bright screen. Yeah, we miss you! Tristan echoed .

Tristan had his fathers dark eyes, but he was blond though his blond was gold where mine was silver.

He was a strong, sturdy boy who cared about protectingand his sister more than anything. Seraphina was more petite than her brother and quieter, but just as brave and smart.

She had my moon pale skin and lilac eyes, but her fathers dark hair.

Id only been away from them two days, but it felt like too long.

I might be in Atlanta for months, and I hated that.

Chapter 11 But if I becLuna of High Alpine, no one would hurt us again.

Id be in control of my own destiny.

Wed be safe.

2/6 I miss you, too, I said.

But youre being good for Mrs.

Melville and Cousin Evander, right? Mrs.

Melville was their nanny, and Evander DeVere was my 23 year old cousin who had beclike a brother since. rediscovering my true family.

Tristan sighed sadly and Seraphina said, Were being good.

I heard a low voice in the background, and Tristan tilted the phone so I saw Evander .

He sat next to the twins on the couch in my little cottage back home.

He had deep bronze skin a tousled sweep of black hair, and lilac eyes like mine.

Id heard my grandmothers maids whisper how handshe was with his finely sculpted face and those light eyes fringed by black lashes, but to me, he was just Evander.

Theyre angels, he said in his lightly accented English, winking at me.

As always.

Mrs.

Melville is spoiling them rotten and making sure they cat all their vegetables.

Mrs.

Melville had taken care of bothand the twins practically since they were born, and Evander was a more than adequate protector.

That didnt make being away from my babies any easier.

Chapter 11 Mommy ... Tristan trailed off.

He and Seraphina exchanged glances, then didnt say anything.

What? I asked.

Sometimes I couldnt get over how much their expressions looked like Danes.

So serious.

Its nothing, Tristan said.

3/6 I heard Evanders voice again as he told the kids it was bedtand to say goodnight.

They did, blowing kisses through the phone.

Then Mrs.

Melville called them to brush their teeth.

When the twins were gone, Evander lifted the phone.

He looked worried, and I felt unease in the pit of my stomach .

They havent been sleeping since you left.

Mrs.

Melville thinks theyll adjust, but I dont know.

I dont like when youre worried, Evander .

It makesworried, too.

My cousin had an uncanny instinct for danger.

It was what made him one of the best warriors in the pack after Trajan.

Evander was usually quick with a joke, but he didnt smile.

It might be nothing.

Trust your gut, I told him.

Dont let anything happen to the twins.

Or to you or Mrs.

Melville.

Finally, he did smile a little.

No worries.

Just focus on Chapter 11 4/6 becoming Luna.

Ill make sure the little monsters are safe.

Thank you.

We hung up, and not long after that, Holden pulled into the driveway of my house.

Trajan pulled in behind us.

Do you wantto cin ? Id hate to leave my fiancé alone when she might want company. Holden grinned.

I laughed as Trajan opened my door and I took his hand to pull myself from the low sports car. Thanks, Holden.

But no.

Its been a long night.

Was that genuine disappointment on his face? It couldnt be .

Holden and I were just friends.

No problem, he said, his voice going warm and dark.

But Im always available if theres... anything ... you need.

Before I could respond, Trajan closed the car door.

Holden drove away.

Trajan grumbled as we walked toward the house.

His grumpy mood madelaugh.

What are you complaining about now, old man ? I teased.

At 32, Trajan was only three years older than me.

Coleridge, Trajan muttered.

Hes harmless, I laughed as Trajan unlocked the door and we Chapter 11 went inside.

Hes an ass, Trajan retorted.

5/6 I waited by the door as he did a brief sweep, scenting the air and walking around to make sure no one snuck in while we were gone. When he was satisfied, he signaled that everything was clear.

Go for a run, I said.

Weve both had a long night.

Trajan considered this, then nodded.

Ill stay close to the house so I can hear you if you need me.

We walked to the back deck, and he shifted into his massive steel gray wolf and ran into the woods.

I watched, feeling sad like I always did.

Id had my wolf, then lost her.

The pain of that never went away.

The leaves rustled.

I looked to the tree line, only about thirty feet away, thinking Trajan was back.

The wolf who stepped from the trees wasnt Trajan .

He was lanky, with pale fur a stained a dirty orange with the red Georgia soil.

His tongue lolled out, and he looked atwith eyes a sickly color of green.

A scream froze in my throat as he grew and transformed into am monstrous lycant version of the wolf and Snarled in a Southern drawl, Hey , little sister. So good of you to finally chome.

Chapter 11 6/6 He lunged at me.

Before I could make a sound, my abusive former brother Remington Reed, wrapped his claws around my throat and squeezed.