บททั้งหมดของ SILVER BLOOD : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Chapter 52: Subtle Reconnection Hannah I had a hard time falling asleep when I got back from the prison. Tyrell had opted to stay with me for a little while, and so we got in bed. I cuddled into him before I managed to get a semblance of sleep. Later that night, his subtle movements woke me up. He apologized and said he needed to do something urgently but didn't say what. So, he left—not without placing a soft kiss on my forehead before leaving. After he left, my troubled night continued. I didn't feel as safe as I did when Tyrell was present—all because Bryan was somewhere on this pack. Although he was in a cell, I didn't feel safe. What if he was here for me? They had been spying on the pack for a while. How come no one knew about it? We had been so occupied with dealing with hunters, and then there was the duel between Harry and me. We had forgotten that there was an even much bigger threat that could do more harm than hunters could. Bryan's scent was everywhere. Even when he

Chapter 54: A Bit Embarrassed Hannah: While we walked up the stairs of the cell and then out into the woods, with Tyrell just behind me, his hands ushered me forward, providing the comfort I needed to get my mind off all Bryan had said. He regrets what he had done to me, how I had passed through hell in the pack, and now he was apologizing. On top of all that, he was apologizing for resenting me. I didn't know what to say to that or why he was even apologizing now. What had changed his mind? Was he regretful of his actions, or was it just a ploy? A way for me to have a little bit of sympathy for him and maybe influence their decision, letting him go? I'm pretty sure he knows by now that I'm the Alpha's daughter, if their spies are that good. If that's the case, then he got me good. I knew that everything he and the rest of the Raven Falls pack had done to me was bad, but I couldn't bring myself to end his life. He was still my mate, after all, even though he had rejected me. Th

Chapter 56: Her Mother Hannah: Bryan was left to his own devices while the twins moved in closer towards me, their faces—one of mock and ridicule—as they stared at me down. He struggled to stand on his own two feet before he got the hang of it and looked on with an expression that pleaded for them to stop. "You guys should stop. Let's just get out of here," he pleaded while he began to cough lightly. I inched backward carefully when they burst out laughing, completely ignoring Bryan. "You might have gotten what you came for, but we found something else—more interesting." They stalked me while they split up, slowly moving farther from each other on both sides. They both halted in their position and stared at me with confusion. "I wonder how you survived. You took a lot of beating that night," Kyle commented. I realized from their shocked expressions that they never knew I was alive until this moment—when Bryan knew. I had no idea, but he didn't look that shocked. "What

Chapter 58: At The Mouth Of The Cave Hannah: Three days passed by faster than I would have thought. Living in my mother's room might have helped with the voices, but it didn't help with the worry that plagued me. I had decided to meet up with Bryan that night, but how to get out of the pack was going to be a problem. The security has been super tight—Alpha's orders—and it has been like that ever since. I tried finding any means to sneak out for the whole three days but only came up with one spot. Tyrell had checked up on me a few times. He had finally let it go and probably believed that Bryan hadn't told me anything before he left. It's not like I wanted to lie to him, but I just felt he wouldn't understand. While I moved around the pack, watching how preparations were still being made—the council, my father, and other heads included—I wondered what would happen if they found out that I was planning on going to meet the enemy. I thought of scouring the pack once more jus

Chapter 60: The Voice Is A Person Bryan: It was silent for a few seconds. The look on her face was subtle, calm, but underneath that strong facade was the subtle fidgeting of her nails, the dilated pupils, and the beads of sweat that formed on her eyebrows. "What did you say?" she asked, her voice like a wallowing whisper. I sighed. "Your mother… she's alive," I repeated. I let her have a few moments to herself. It was a bit much to take in—knowing your mother, your biological mother, who you thought was dead, was actually alive. I didn't know how I'd feel. The look on Hannah's face was pale as the blood drained from her face, her breath hitching every now and then as she gasped for air. It looked like she was choking, so I rushed forward, trying to hold onto her, when she swatted me away as she continued to breathe heavily. "You're lying. That can't be true." She was in denial, which was understandable. I gazed at her in pity as she tried to process the information. "It