Mated (Mortal, Book Two)
It's a tiny bookshop, built into what looks like an old alley.
A light glows in the front windows, and the area inside is empty. I don't know why, but I feel intensely drawn to it.
"Come on." I cross the street without waiting for him.
"Come on, where?" Alec jogs to catch up.
A swinging sign above the door says "Alley-Bat Books," and the door handle is worn wood. Yanking it open, I embrace the heat that billows out and step into the bookstore.
The walls are lined with bookshelves, and the musty smell of paper and ink fills my nose. A chair and small desk sit in one corner, and a few lamps cast a warm glow.