Romans & histoires Amazon The Librarians

Boston was scrolling through his phone, not paying attention to me, but heard my mumbled question, “Hmm? Oh! We used to have a librarian that helped keep up with this place, but when she passed, the Alpha didn’t replace her. That was her desk.” “Oh! Can I ask why the Alpha didn’t replace the librarian when you clearly use this space during the school year for all the pups?” “Not sure…I don’t think we have anyone else in the pack that is very experienced in maintaining a library of this caliber to be honest. I could ask the Alpha if you would like?” Boston seemed genuine in offering to help me get an answer to my curiosity. “Oh, nah, that isn’t necessary. I was just curious is all. Thank you

“Now that we're talking about it, maybe that's what I'm in the mood for. A good mystery.” Ryan groaned but he led the way to that section and we spent the next twenty minutes arguing over book titles and summaries. “Can you boys keep it down.” The librarian, Mrs Doherty, said, her voice a stern whisper. “Aww, c’mon ma'am. There's practically no one here. We aren't disturbing anybody.” Ryan replied, not bothering to reduce the volume of his voice. “Doesn't matter. Rules are rules.” Her thin brows were set into an angry arch and she turned them towards me, “I would expect you to know that, Mr Young.”

The sound of water gently lapping against the shelves provided a soothing ambiance, creating a serene atmosphere that encouraged deep contemplation and study. As they ventured deeper into the library, Tritan, Finrir, Nerissa, Madissa, Bryan, and Joe found themselves surrounded by rows upon rows of books. The sheer volume of knowledge contained within those pages was awe-inspiring. Each book seemed to hold the answers to countless mysteries, waiting to be discovered by those who sought enlightenment.

I raised my head up quickly at the sound of my name. “ I am. ” I stood up as the librarian scrutinized me. She was the new librarian, Lucy Wenford, a British American. Too beautiful to be unmarried but rumor has it that she was more interested in women. “ Okay. ” She gave me a look of pity before walking away to her desk which was at the far end of the library. For the first time, I was thankful I had company and super thankful that I stayed in a seat, too far away from the watchful eyes of the librarian.

It was a section of the library dedicated entirely to novels, a vast treasure trove of fiction from around the world. Ashley's eyes sparkled with anticipation as she took in the towering shelves, each one packed with row upon row of novels. The smell of old leather-bound books mixed with the faint scent of the underground air, creating a unique atmosphere that felt like a secret garden of stories waiting to be explored.

Meaning it could be either of the two and they were most-likely allies as they never showed up again. Getting up, I headed to the front desk. Luckily, it had been long enough that the real librarian was sitting at the front desk. “Miss Cross, I hope the selection of books you ask for were what you needed.” “They were perfect. I have one more request.” She nodded, waiting. “Is there a book on the current Alphas and their alliances?”

Some glowed as Lina’s had, while others pulsated with darkness, or shot off sparks that danced silently in the air. The Librarian’s were everywhere, on every level of the library. I wanted to ask Orion what he thought their official jobs were, because they didn’t seem to be doing much other than prowling the stacks with their creepy, elongated limbs and their ominous click, click, clicking. If it were up to me I’d fire them all. Literally, I’d set them all on fire. As we reached what had to be level fifty or sixty down, I noticed many of the stacks and shelves were charred. Everything seemed to be covered in a thick layer of soot. The scent changed from that of musk and dust to the remnants