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My heart thundered like a wild cat inside my ribcage. This book is definitely bounded by magic or some other shit. This looks old, hell ancient and how did I get my hands on it at the first place?
No librarian would give me that older book to the new comer like me even if I am an alpha. Now that I think back, the man who gave me the book was new. He didn’t know much about the rules and conduct about the library.
Maybe it’s just coincidence. I shake my heads to get rid of all the unnecessary thoughts. Maybe Diana must have done something. A protection spell or something, she already saw the book back in my room and I bet she definitely read the title back then.
I resumed from the same page I folded before I was interrupted by August. The words here were more indistinct, I tried to read several times but didn’t succeed. I turned the pages and started reading whatever I could understand.
When Selene refused Ze
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