Chapter 60

Savannah's mouth pressed into a determined line.

"Noted."

I had a feeling that she was going to read every single one, and most of them not brought to me first.

She drifted closer to one of the shelves, fingers hovering just above the spines without touching, like she was trying to be respectful. Her eyes flicked to a section labeled in neat writing on small brass plates: Territory Lines, Warding Theory, Pack History, Treaties & Arbitration. She followed it along until she got to a different