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Inside the Archive, the shelves moved with my breath. I passed by a book bound in velvet dusk. Its title: The First Time You Chose Softness Over Safety. Another: How You Loved When No One Was Looking. I reached for a third. It burned with light before revealing its name: What You Became When You Stopped Trying to Be Understood. I wept then—not from pain, but from reunion. The guide touched my shoulder. “There’s one more,” they said. They led me to a door I hadn’t noticed.

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POV: Wolfy A book was a dangerous thing. A sword could cut you. A bullet could pierce you. But a book? A book could rewrite the software of your mind. It could change the parameters of your reality without firing a single shot. I sat in the corner of the barracks common room. The leather-bound volume heavy in my lap. Across from me, Neoma traced the letters on the page with a finger that still trembled slightly from the aftershocks of the Wastes.

She set the tote bag on my coffee table with a dramatic thump. “Okay,” she announced, rubbing her hands together. “Book club. This is sacred.” “It’s one meeting,” I reminded her. Bailey stared at me like I’d said something deeply offensive. “It’s always one meeting until it’s your entire personality.” I tried not to smile. Failed. Bailey grinned triumphantly and unzipped her tote. “I brought options.” She began pulling paperbacks out like weapons. One had a wolf silhouette against a full moon. Another had a shirtless man with abs carved by a vengeful god. Another, horrifyingly, had both.

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I kicked the bookshelf over and watched the books fumble to the floor one by one. My anger finally subsided a bit, but one particular book caught my eye. Brown at the spine & green writing with a colorful picture carved onto the front was one of the books that I used to read to Kennedi when she was younger. I bent down to pick the book up and sighed upon grasping it. “How do you feel now?” Bane asked. “You didn’t have to push me like that,” I said.

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I say gifted because it literally fell out of the shelf packed with fantasy and folklore books, and right on top of my head as we walked past. The title makes my theory even more concrete. Half Mating: History and Magic. The Lore of a Uno-bind. Silence stretches between us after I ask the question, and then Brie cuts through it with a voice slightly higher-pitched than usual. "You're awfully invested in that book. What exactly are you looking for?" At the sound of her voice, I raise my head, locking eyes on her slitted pair. I fake a smile and flip the book shut with far more force than is necessary.

Dan said, and I nodded. Soon after, we got to section B-2, and Beta Dan started pulling out some books. “I believe these ones are more likely to have what you’re looking for,” he said, handing me a book and another while he himself kept busy studying a page. I started to fiddle with the first book, scrolling page by page. The images and writing fonts were good, but not what I came for, so my interest dwindled. I believe I was reading something about rogues from the eastern side when I started to feel woozy, my eyes heavy and battling to stay open.